Lacking Fascination

As I stay seated here in the playground;

Thinking of the bliss that as a child I found;

I observe the innocence of children;

Absorbed by their facinaction, I stare;

Looks do not matter to them yet, it's all fair;

Why as adults, do we lose this reasoning?

Author's Note

this can also be viewed on my website at:
http://www.angelpoetry.org/poetry/2012/poem_0000042.html

Reviews

[Keith]

Well said, great message.

[yourhaircutman]

I liked this, a lot.

[Michael G.]

Good thoughts... strongly written.
I find it a shame we have to lose some of the childish innocence.
Well done.