The Innocence of a child

I saw this happen

the other day

in a supermarket.

A sweet child

barely say

5 yrs of age,

in the store.

Shouting to her mother

she was going to get her

a carton of milk.

She needs her shopping.

Off she trots to get it.

Full of happiness and joy.

Bringing it back with

such glee and eagerness.

And saying to her mother

here is your milk?

As the mother says Thankyou.

And the little girl shouting out loud.

your very welcome mummy.

And then off,

she runs to get some

bread from a shelve

close by

shouting again.

I am away to get some bread for

your mum.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Says Mum again.

I thought may so adorably sweet

and wholesome.

So eager to please,

innocence and such

charmingly pure kindness

and helpfulness.

Then we grow up

into adults and

lose that innocence

and sweetness

of the world

in general

and that is

so sad to me.

As we should all

have that innocence

and sweetness,

about us all.

Through our life.

Soppy but true.

In my perspective of life.

As when you grow up

reality and life is far

from both sweet or

innocent.

Long may it last for

children to grow up with

both Innocence and sweetness.

Reviews

[Moonie]

When I was a kid, I always felt too precocious for my age, and wanted to grow up as soon as possible. I thought Peter Pan was a stupid character, but now that I'm a grown up, I understand its appeal. Good observational skills, Dawn...made me picture the innocent child quite vividly.

[Olivia Danielle]

I really liked this poem. The innocence of a child is something we yearn to hold on to, but don't always manage to fully grasp it. This made me both happy, and sad. It was extremely well written.

[Earthbound Angel]

Bravo! I loved the beginning. I was smiling at the little girl. She reminded me of my daughter. She and her father used to create so much joy when doing the groceries! I’m afraid I may have lost my innocence. Oh well, I had to come see something you wrote after you sent me a friend request. I’m just a slave for the written word. I don’t really write... I probably won’t post anything, I’m afraid. I’m new here just 2 days and I don’t really know what I’m doing.

[NotUsinganymore]

Very nice. When I was a child, I had to learn to be an adult. I couldn't act like a child, I had t harden myself. I even learned to never cry at age 3 because I'd get more beatings.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Dawn. Would be a better world if we try to enjoy the days of life. I enjoyed the story in the poetry. Thank you for sharing your amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote

[Onlyme]

Thank you dear Coyote, bless you. Dawn.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Dawn.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wish children didn't grow up and become jaded and prejudiced and whatever else negative...yes the innocence of the child is grand...you probably want to go through this and fix the spelling..."innocence" all the way through...rather than "innocents"
but yes, the child who wants to please....and fears nothing.
I was worrying throughout the poem that the child would leave the mother and be kidnapped...glad that didn't happen.
j

[Onlyme]

Thanks Jacob for the correct spelling of that certain work. And yes I totally agree wish children didn't become jaded and prejudiced and whatever else negative as they grew up. Saldy that will never change part of life. And tragic that it happens. Dawn.