On The Loss Of Innocence...

I don't believe I've shared this poem on my blog yet, so I thought I'd throw it on here. I hope this kicks off a consistent return to my favorite blog written by me. The poem was written for a writing group. The topic was the cosmos. This is what I came up with. Some of you may have read this awhile back when I linked to it on Twitter. If that's the case, feel free to skip this post. Either way, I'd love to hear your feedback if you feel like sharing. Just leave a comment below. Thanks.

Twinkle, Twinkle...

The time was such a simpler one
when "Twinkle, Twinkle" had songs begun...
And up above our spirits ran,
or sometimes flew, with Peter Pan.
Straight on til morning, to Neverland,
imaginations never banned.

But somehow in that sad affair,
of growing up, we left back there
our "how I wonder what you are."
And traded it for dates and cars
and jobs and beer and cheap cigars,
And science to explain these "stars."

And as a grown man, full of days,
too old to be once more amazed,
tears well up in my faded eyes.
Oh, "how I wonder" why I cry.
To know that innocence has died
and been replaced with Wisdom's pride...

And weeping softly, 'neath the black
expanse above my porch out back,
my voice sings out, though not quite far,
a song, long buried in my heart...
"Twinkle, twinkle little star,
how I wonder what you are..."

Photo ("Milky Way and Shooting Star") c/o Andrew Curtis. Thanks Andrew!