I sure miss the golden old days when conversations with my little friends were sincere from our infantile hearts, when my dreams and aspirations were untainted with the harsh realities of life.
Moments my hopes and desires burned like wild fire.
Days when my laughter was genuine with no obscure emotions underneath.
I enjoyed the luxury of peaceful nights and cheerful days.
I miss the excitement I felt when I recited poems in school and sang hymns in church.
I miss them all.
Unfortunately that is about all I can do, just miss them.
I am forever trapped in this ugly prison of adulthood, never to be released to the freedom I once enjoyed during childhood.
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