#71-Smiles
10/10/2017
I miss those days,
When they were small,
Cuddly, soft, innocent.
I recall the demons
Hatched years later,
But conceived,
When I was absent,
Self absorbed, impatient.
Sweet memories and haunting days.
Still, if I could,
I’d go back in time
To re-live it all.
Maybe this time around,
I’d find more islands of peace…
