Song of Innocents

There is a song that every child knows
Sang when the sun shines or the wind blows
The sun can burn and the wind can flail
Things we most yearn we often fail
Children have the ability to bounce
If not by a gallon but by an ounce
Is it that they haven’t a clue
Is it that they couldn’t be blue
To come back from depths so deep
Yet every night they’d always sleep
I lose sleep now from my things undone
I choose cheap rather then make more fun
It has been a while since I’ve heard the sound
It is silent now and my frustrations mound
Is it that I have grown up to soon
Is it that I have forgotten the moon
Can you believe the moon you see
Is the one seen when you were three
Remembering its size its shapes its shades
Forgetting that sometimes time just fades
Is there ever a time that I couldn’t see
My own reflection staring back at me
When I'm able to remember the child I had been
Then I'm able to sing the song with no words again
--"Song of Innocents"---