Child In Me

Child In Me

A Poem by Jennie C.
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Something that came to me..... Not sure what else to say...

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Child In Me

With wind causing her pale blue dress
to lace between her legs,
her eyelids fell. Fists balled at her sides,
I watched her turn her face towards the sun,
gathering in its warmth and freedom.

In this moment, I gazed in awe
as an innocence blossomed before my eyes
She made no sounds as absently she scratched her knee,
moments passed in the silence, my breathing seized.
when she finally opened her eyes...
My mind raced as she became aware,
wonder     consumed this little girl.

Her voice cracked as her lips spilled words that shattered my heart
"Why do I feel so alone," she questioned,
a question that would echo to no one
on this day she stood alone in these fields of green.

I thought to myself, what defined the beauty
of this child untainted and pure.
Hazel eyes held so much pain.

Pale reflection, with cheeks rubricated by the sun.
She took a breath that mirrored mine
and in a hurricane of emotion,
I realized I was looking at the child in me.


© 2010 Jennie C.


Author's Note

Jennie C.
Originally written: August 14, 2006
Updated: May 6, 2007 - 7:27 PM (PST)
Updated: Jan 7, 2009 11:12 PM

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This was profound.. it can represent a moment where we see the innocence of a child that reminds us so highly of ourselves but also can represent the rebirth of the dreams of the child within us. There are many emotions running through this.. much like the hurricane you describe.. with a touch of Deja Vu... great job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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This was profound.. it can represent a moment where we see the innocence of a child that reminds us so highly of ourselves but also can represent the rebirth of the dreams of the child within us. There are many emotions running through this.. much like the hurricane you describe.. with a touch of Deja Vu... great job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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