Today I felt
A youthful mind
Her secret language
Of whats and whys
About the wind
Rain, stars and sky
About animals
And bugs that fly
She saw pretty things
Dared to laugh out loud
She saw ugly things
And did the same
She asked me why
I knew everything
All the while staring
As if into my brain
We played and she learnt
About this world
While I held high
My guilty pride
For while we played
It was she who taught
While letting me
Pretend to guide
You see, she's young
While I feel old
Pretending that
It mattered not
I think, she'll grow up
Faster than she knows
Alas, slowly
The apple's core will rot
My time and meandering
Story line
For years, like rocks
Developed mould
I shielded myself
Against the fears
I slowly let
My heart grow cold
Do not give up
Give in, or give out
I've learnt to keep
So very still
To stand like grass
Against the storms
To hide a soul
That was slowly ill
I thought for years
That I was fine
When I've lost
My will to be alive
Until I felt
Her youthful mind
An inspiration
That was only nine
Today I loved
A youthful mind
Her secret language
Of smiles and laughs
She asked me to tell
Everything I knew
And in return, she
Showed me all about love
Monday, May 03, 2010
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