I've lost my inner child.
At sixty it shouldn't be an issue
But I still look for her
I've no problem locating
My early teen self
But where has the child gone?
I feel incomplete without her
For it is her experiences
That made me what I am today
She is my foundation
She's that important to me.
So where is she?
It's so hard to tread the past roads
Of unhappy childhood
I was so proud of the steel doors
I locked behind me
I need to open them again
But where is the key?
Lucette C. Bailliet ©
From my blog:
echoingsteps.blogspot.com.au
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