I pause – in remembrance

Of one who use to be a child

Yes, a child

so sweet, So pure,

that even their faults

were of angelic disposition

I pause – in remembrance

Of this light-hearted soul

Who had not a care in the world

But lived each day, as a new adventure

I pause- and ponder

What happened to these children

What made them cold and bitter

What made them bury their innocence

And pretend to be mature- until they were

And then

And then

You tell me

What happened to us