The feel of the cool, wet grass beneath me.
Laughing and yelling of children in a nearby park.
Their innocence overwhelms me and
Makes me yearn for the child I once was.
The gentle rays of the sun embrace me and
Keep me warmm.
The breeze circles me and whispers
Soothing lullabies, remembered from long ago.
The beat of a heart keeps perfect timing as the
Childish voice in my head sings along.
The murmur of a winding river
Hypnotizes me and carries my mind
To a forgotten place of
Happiness and simple hearts.
The reflected images of long ago
Make me yearn for the child I once knew.
I wonder to myself where she is, and
I wonder when I lost her.
I no longer relate to her,
But I miss her pure heart and
Her state of blissful ignorance.
In her mind the world was at peace and
It was sufficient just to accept the things
That she was incapable of understanding.

Then, suddenly the sound of rude voices
From workers on their lunch breaks,
Babies crying, mothers calling to their children,
Brings me back to a state of reality.
The fast paced life frightens me, and
I crave the life of that lost girl I once knew.
My existance flashes before my eyes,
Moving too quickly for me to focus on anything
That passes before me.
Everything fuses together and
All I see are shapes and images, too blurred to identify.
So I close my eyes to the fast paced world and
Direct my mind back to the happy place I once knew,
Where everything was simple and didn't need to make sense.
I'm not restless to race through my life,
For I fear that I will reach the end too quickly.
So I'll shut my eyes and drown myself in
Visions of the past, images that remain significant to only me, and
Will surely fade and die when I no longer exist.
But I care not, they are mind and no one else's.
They protect me and keep me alive.
They are my memories.