This week we asked you to write a memoir piece beginning with the words, “I miss my childhood”.
We also asked you to keep it to 500 words. Just a reminder word count limits are there for a reason: to help you self-edit, and also to help our community members read more than a post or two.
I miss my childhood innocence.
Before I knew that people died,
That people lied.
Before I knew there was poverty, pain, illness.
I miss my childhood naivete.
School was the biggest worry in my life.
My only strife
Was chores to do before I played.
I miss my carefree childhood.
No responsibilites except to be a child.
Never wild.
And only striving to be good.
Always, feel free to comment! Trish in AZ
I'm such a fan (although I find it hard to do myself) of when people are able to make such a big impact with such a small amount of words. I loved the first paragraph. Honest and real.
ReplyDeleteexcellent!
ReplyDeleteI think my biggest strife still remains having to do chores before I play! :P
ReplyDeleteThat's one little bit I have a very hard time letting go of!
Yep. That innocence. It's so very long gone.
ReplyDeleteThe innocence of childhood is what I think about the most!
ReplyDeleteYou so captured innocence, and innocence lost in so few words. Hat tip.
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it be great to be oblivious again? Thanks for this piece.
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