[Blockchain Poets Weekly Prompt - Photo Prompt #3]
a world that is far from reach.
I open my eyes to see,
I am only a human.
However long I may live,
I still yearn for the feeling of a once-happy child.
Joyous with laughter,
not much to care about.
Although I yearn for it,
deeply and passionately,
It will forever be out of my reach.
I am not a child anymore; however,
I am a human with feelings and emotions.
hoping to laugh again.
I lay back,
my body sunken into the mattress I call home.
The blankets secured my body, protecting it from the coldness of the night.
As I lay,
pondering my thoughts,
I start to drift.
Visions of my past flickered in and out,
coming and going like the years of growth.
Each year, I grew older and older.
I closed my eyes to see everything I wanted to see.
and experience as a child.
Playing in the drains on the rainiest days,
building imaginary homes with objects within reach.
Oh, how fun it would be to have a birthday party,
with bright colours and sweet aromas.
However,
it may be far out of my reach.
It will always be on my mind.
I may not get the hope of that adventure again.
but I hope my children and my children's children experience just what I yearn for.
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