Believe In Me

Granddaughter Payton

 

If snow turned to ice ‘cream

milky ways were candy bars

Then the sky turned lucid

and began to rain stars

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Mud pies taste like cookies

fall leaves would turn to gold

I'd fly to Santa's Castle

without ever getting cold

 _________________________

The wild west witch would love me

as she brewed her dinner of souls

I'd have all my fine clothing

bright and shiny none with holes

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Where did all the innocence go

how did we get so jaded

What did we do with all those dreams

could our lives be so faded

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I for one did stay behind

when everyone else grew up

I don't want to be a dog

I'd rather be a pup

 

Author's Note

We may not be able to go back there .But in my mind is a story still unfinished of a curious boy and the adventures of the big world.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Oh yes! I wish I'd read this before because by now I'd have read it a dozen or more times - if you know what I mean!

Love the thought of never growing up, living in a world of sweet make-believe where life is jumping in puddles and thunder is only mischievous angels slamming Heaven's gates!

There's a sweet juxtaposition of thought in this : ' The wild west witch would love me. As she brewed her dinner of souls. I'd have all my fine clothing. Bright and shiny none with holes.'

Thank you for sharing this .. it's all heart!

[Mauricio Montoya]

not bad, nice job,

[Isericanormal]

lol oh i really like this poem. really really like it (:

[Aggie Skeleton]

I don't want to grow up, this poem reminded me of it. It made me think about today and how I felt like a white adult world is being thrust upon my inner child. Thank you.

[Joshua Donahue]

love this all the way!!!

[VioletRose]

It's Beautiful! :)

[little lily Bride of Ch..]

Wow this took me back to my childhood days Love the Imagination in this so Lovely makes think of the times with grandpa he was a big kid now i can think of him with out crying and Smile and remeber the happy memories. and times on my Great grandparents Farm i am originally born and from Cedar Rapids Iowa snowed there alot lol my mom would always make home made ice cream from snow i miss them days my sons growing up fast going into 5th grade. funny the mud makes me think my mom she ate mud as a child lol eww but i see a little girl with White Blonde Curles of hair thank you for sharing this is going into my favorites some times i feel i still go to this state mine in my Adult years. i love these parts in the poem thank you for sharing and Santa we would do teh German Calanders i am part german my grandpa my dads dad is so are my great grandparents they came from germany so we would have one of them German calanders ever year for christmas with the chocolate candy in em I try in do that with my family now also but they are so hard to find now but some past memories are good to never for get well i hope you and your Beautiful Family are well Tc God bless my friend




If snow changed to ice ‘cream
milky ways were candy bars
Then the sky turned lucid
and began to rain stars
_________________________
Mud pies taste like cookies
fall leaves would turn to gold
I'd fly to Santa's Castle
without ever getting cold

[R J Askew]

I like verses 4 and 5 the best with the jaded/faded pairing the best.

[Adelia Alighieri]

This is so beautiful, so many little things in life described in such an amazing manner.
You're a gifted writer Mr Morgan! Your work is an obvious testimony to that! Wow.