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"Wisdom of the Ages" by sweetambrosia

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Wouldn't it be nice
to be able to keep
the innocense of

youth

flowing continually
in our veins
to be able to reach
out and seize the

day

to take perpetual joy
in something so simple
as wishes and

laughter

sunrises, new
smells, birds singing,
ocean swells,
experiencing it all
for the first time
and taking such

delight

oh to still be fancy
free and wild
and able to see life
as if looking through
the eyes of a

child.




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On Thursday May 20th, 2004, Anth (1571) writes:
such a wistful and wishful poem,perfectly written,


On Friday March 19th, 2004, Cwn Annwn (106) writes:
I agree...children have no reason to worry...they dont question religon or what might happen if they lost mommy and daddy...I wish I had that now...::sigh::~GoNe~


On Friday March 19th, 2004, Mistress Morbid (593) writes:
This was sweet and full of life. Wonderful =) Morb


On Thursday March 18th, 2004, OLd SouL (833) writes:
The thing about being a child was experiencing life with fresh wild eyes. Trying to relive it as an adult becomes a different event. Tainted memories through clouded eyes. Resurrecting those moments and holding on to the innocence and revelation is the


On Thursday March 18th, 2004, OLd SouL (833) writes:
only purity in my reverie. :::OLd


On Thursday March 18th, 2004, Juggalotus (73) writes:
I love your last two works, it reminds me of another piece I read about a child. I too wish we could live as children, unsoiled by the waste that flows through society. Children are protected from that


On Thursday March 18th, 2004, nell (327) writes:
this made me all dreamy thinking of being a child again, You know what though? sometimes you can do it, like the smell of spring brings back so many memories thta it floods us with that feeling that we used to get as kids, wicked write;)


On Thursday March 18th, 2004, Solace (1400) writes:
is often a shifting line, one can keep their inner child against the flow of mass decency, rarely, ever so rarely... Although i agree about the whole simple joy thought...with age comes inane complexity...


On Thursday March 18th, 2004, Solace (1400) writes:
aaah the nostalgia of age, looking back as if it would be better, but you know it wasn't. You always wanted to be older, have more freedom. You were chained by your society, socialized against your will... Child-Adult the line that divides



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