Innocence & Experience

A Poem by ChloeCharlotte

My failure of a poem I had to write for English

Small girls in white dresses of lacy sky blue,
They have no thoughts of where they have come from.
They run in white flowers, with not a clue,
Of what they will see in years yet to come.

Their mothers look on, remembering when.
Sad sighs appear as they realize now,
They fight many battles they cannot win,
For there is a power too strong to bow.

Now they sometimes wish of traveling back,
To the times when they were as free to play.
They wish to stop running around time's track,
But if they did, the way of life would stray.

So they sit and watch their little girls run,
The girls all smile, having fun in the sun.