It was when we
Held hands in line,
Lines to the bathroom,
The Libraries,
The Lunchroom,
The Playground.

Memories
Remembered of
Youth,


of
Controlled freedom



Freedom
We took for
Granted;

which
Took those
Freedoms,
To the bathroom,
Libraries,
Lunchroom,
And playground
faded

Too quick;

Too soon.
Turned them
Into something
Much more
Constructed.
A more
Intellectual
Way of being.
Days have since
Passed, come and
Gone. Without even
A whisper of,
Remorse for what
We had lost.
Summers come
And gone. Blistering heat.
Winters frozen
In time.
A(n)


Innocent
Place,


Love
Forgotten,

Lost
To us


Forever.