A Kid at Heart

A Kid at Heart

A Poem by Fanicia E.
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Can anyone relate?

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Miss those days without a care
Could've been something in the air
Always had a good time
Didn't matter where
Walked down the path of nostalgia
Left a lot of memories there
That happy-go-lucky temperament as an adult is rare
Like it's hidden deep inside some secret lair

I miss hugs and kisses
"Bless your heart"s and well wishes
Hope and ambition
Even forced chores like doing dishes
Now I pull my hair out by the inches
And most days are a struggle with
God as my witness
I've been given a hard time
But to life i'm still committed

Yet

I think there are times we'd all have to admit
Where we miss youth's freedom
No paying bills
Or owing rent
And scold ourselves for wanting to grow up too fast
While as adults we chase a time already past.

© 2018 Fanicia E.


Author's Note

Fanicia E.
Edit: I would like to say thank you to everyone for not only taking the time to read this piece, but also sharing some of the most precious moments in your lives with me. It makes me feel that much closer to all my writer friends on here! I hope before I leave this world I can leave someone with memories they cherish as much as I do.
Ignore grammar, and if you like, comment with a favorite childhood memory of yours!

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I’ve missed seeing you here in my newsfeed, so thanks for read-requesting me – that way, I won’t miss reading anything new you’re posting. This is a great poem that reflects the longing I’ve felt so much lately. All my writing seems to be about memories & nostalgia becuz life turns kinda dull as an old person! I love the way your rhyme & rhythm add to the lighthearted mood of this message. You use solid imagery to show how this can feel for many of us. And I love the way you invite people to share a childhood memory. I most miss hiking – something I did constantly all my life, until ten years ago or so when I started having trouble walking, then I couldn’t walk at all for a year, had neck surgery, & it took me two years to learn to walk again. Sometimes I dream that my legs can still hunker up a steep hill, but actually I’m only hobbling along these days. Your poem has lots of longing nostalgia notes, but in the end, it’s a celebration of our memories & I thank you for sharing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Thank you for sharing that with us, it seems like it'd be very fun to go out and explore, and just e.. read more
barleygirl

2 Years Ago

I love hearing about your park/duck-feeding memories! I remember that, once in awhile, too!
Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

thank you :)



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Here you definitely and perfectly capture those nostalgic feelings most adult have in missing innocent days of childhood.
Therefore, as adults it is our responsibility to make sure that our little children, little brothers and sisters who are still innocent to the ways of this world, it is our duty to make sure that they enjoy their childhood and look back with fond memories. For it is evil and selfish when some adult assume that just because they suffered growing up and burdened with bills, taxes and the like, that little ones have to feel these things too in their early years

WELL DONE

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

1 Year Ago

Well said! Thank you for the lovely review.
Childhood experience is something we wish last forever. But life is a progressive journey that must take us past many terrane vis a vis childhood,teenagehood,adulthood,etc. Well penned memories dear!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Thank you and you are most definitely right!
Yes I can relate too.
I'm still a big kid at heart.
Childhood memories stick with us forever it seems. ☺

Posted 2 Years Ago


Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Same here. I feel like everyone should embrace their inner child.
T.S. Sky

2 Years Ago

I think so too.
Thank you for sharing your captured youth in words. Yes the responsibilities are heavy at times but I see that carefree girl within your words. Still there walking down a path of happy in the moment.
I will think upon a childhood memory I to share. Thank you for stirring this thought to life.
Well done my friend! Good writing.


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Thank you Effie! and I look forward to hearing one of your memories :)
I love this poem! I miss everything about my childhood, but the best was just playing outside with my friends, so carefree, we felt safe.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

To me there's nothing better than reflecting on those fond memories when they come rushing back. Tha.. read more
Wish I could relate. I had an alcoholic father with a family history of psychological abuse in my childhood. Even the days I felt were freeing were soon corrupted by age and wisdom in seeing the reality of it. How my older brother was forever his favorite no matter how hard I tried to fit the mold for his (tainted) love, the way he turned my mother (a remarkable woman) into a trophy wife and nearly destroyed her self-esteem in their marriage. In a way I almost thank the alcohol for turning his mind to mush, the seizures and car wrecks placing him in a wheelchair and rehab all in two years and giving my mother the reason to leave him with what little of our childhood we had left.I was fourteen then and for the next two years were probably the most freeing despite the weight I carried to keep us with a roof over our heads while we tried to recover from the abuse he subjected us to and I tried to make a future out of his control. It took almost half a decade but we are now all happily grown into ourselves, neither molds of anyone or anything. My eighteenth birthday was my most freeing moment, I think, like an end of an age when my childhood finally came to an end...
Strange how the future is more embracing than the past when humans are known for their fear of the unknown - while I embrace it.
(A bittersweet childhood, I suppose)
Unrelations aside, I love the way this was written and the flow of it has me admiring (read: envious) but it also gives me introspection of what other people's childhoods were like and what mine could've been like. Although I totally agree with the taxes... at least we have phone apps to help with that now though!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Firstly, I am sorry that you had a difficult childhood growing up, and I appreciate that you were wi.. read more
Lavi

2 Years Ago

Hmm, yeah, I think I got one. My brother and I have had a rocky relationship growing up because of o.. read more
Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Don't apologize, i actually love talking to my fellow writers on here and getting to know them bette.. read more
Wonderful poem. I especially like the last line. I try to relive my past by having fun with my kids now and watching them grow. They keep me feeling young. I am hoping that I can do the same thing with grand kids one day.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

JSAECH

2 Years Ago

4... between 6 and 13.
Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

That's a blessing! I wonder what their favorite memories with you will be...
JSAECH

2 Years Ago

Hopefully... all of them :)
It definitely feels like a different world now. I remember playing on playgrounds without a care for anything but the present moment. The days all blended together. One of my favorite past memories is the first time I saw a tiger. I was at the zoo and it came so close. It was mesmerizing seeing something so exotic and out of place. I have been in love with them every since. Thank you for sharing a piece of your mind.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

I agree. It seems like kids don't really play outside anymore, but then again I was part of the gene.. read more
I miss those days sooo much. I think about my childhood memories all the time and how much I took that for granted. When summer got too hot in New York my family would always drive to the countryside, to visit my grandpa. Eating strawberries, playing outside for like 10 hours and never getting tired or bored, was life. I can go on forever about all the countryside adventures I went on. I truly miss those days. Thank you for sharing this amazing poem and for letting me share a little bit of me. :) xx

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

That sounds like heaven, especially since I could use a vacation right about now lol. But that sound.. read more
I’ve missed seeing you here in my newsfeed, so thanks for read-requesting me – that way, I won’t miss reading anything new you’re posting. This is a great poem that reflects the longing I’ve felt so much lately. All my writing seems to be about memories & nostalgia becuz life turns kinda dull as an old person! I love the way your rhyme & rhythm add to the lighthearted mood of this message. You use solid imagery to show how this can feel for many of us. And I love the way you invite people to share a childhood memory. I most miss hiking – something I did constantly all my life, until ten years ago or so when I started having trouble walking, then I couldn’t walk at all for a year, had neck surgery, & it took me two years to learn to walk again. Sometimes I dream that my legs can still hunker up a steep hill, but actually I’m only hobbling along these days. Your poem has lots of longing nostalgia notes, but in the end, it’s a celebration of our memories & I thank you for sharing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

Thank you for sharing that with us, it seems like it'd be very fun to go out and explore, and just e.. read more
barleygirl

2 Years Ago

I love hearing about your park/duck-feeding memories! I remember that, once in awhile, too!
Fanicia E.

2 Years Ago

thank you :)

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Added on June 4, 2018
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Tags: childhood, growing pains, adult, adulting, nostalgia, memories, kid

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Fanicia E.
Fanicia E.

Houston, TX



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