Child, You've Got It Good

Poem for April's poem giveaway

Children don’t ruminate
Adults dwell
little ones
Know deep inside
Wrong from right
From when they’re born

While young, anguish matures
excavates their inner child
Lay it bare and let it
Evaporate breath by breath
Until it forgets to play
to trust the gut and have fun again

Wisdom comes, in later age
When all the musts and don’ts
Are mist collected int…