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Title: older now

by Jess from Durham | in writing, poetry

Feel that sand beneath your feet.
Hear those birds crow nothing but the sea rippling
Remember this is tranquillity at its best.
Soon there will be noise and voices.
There will be hard ground beneath your feet.

See how those children splash.
See how they cover their dad in mud.
Hear the noise they make it.
They don't once wonder what their dad will say.
Remember this is what it feels like to be safe.

See, when this world gets older
When you open your eyes and
Feel, hear, sense the pain
You realise something
You wished you'd always known

Your so very old and so very 'wise'
Like you always dreamed and you always wished.
But now you walk along the sea.
You remember how free you used to feel.
You remember just how much simplicities
Impressed upon you, an ice cream to please.

You watch those toddlers
There safe you were once
You hated that many people looking out for you.
You hated them treating you like a young one.
Now you'd give anything to go back there.
You can't do that
Because behind closed doors the consequences pay.

Because all those people staring at you
Saying things because your older now.
Free as a bird, you'll never be.
Don't you know your over four
And the scum of the earth

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