I Am a Child

June 7, 2014
By AbigailGilgal GOLD, Cloquet, Minnesota
AbigailGilgal GOLD, Cloquet, Minnesota
12 articles 0 photos 40 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I write for the same reason I breath- because if I didn't, I would die"
~Isaac Asimov

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed."
~ Ernest Hemingway


I am a child
My mother tucks me in
I snuggle with my teddy bear

I am a child
I cover my eyes during ‘scary’ movies
I hug my daddy when he comes home

I am a child
I build forts and I am the princess
I play with dolls and I am the mommy

I am a child
I dip my animal crackers in water
I put on every dress I own and change again

I am child
I love Happy Meals ‘cuz they have toys
I bite the bottom off my cone and slurp out the ice cream

I am a child?
Or I was a child?

I am a child?
I never see my mom
I go to bed alone

I am a child?
I watch horror shows and laugh
Dad is far too busy for me

I am a child?
My only fort is the room I hide out in
My dolls went to Goodwill long ago

I am a child?
I don’t dip my food in anything others might think ‘odd’
I blow my saving on all the ‘latest stuff’ so I will fit

I am a child?
I starve myself to be good enough
I could never eat ice cream

I am no longer a child
I have been ‘exposed to the world’
I had ‘the talk’
I know all the ‘dirty words’

I used to count the days ‘till I was big enough
I wanted so much to grow up
The time never went fast enough

If only I could be a child again



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on Feb. 9 2015 at 10:44 am
AbigailGilgal GOLD, Cloquet, Minnesota
12 articles 0 photos 40 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I write for the same reason I breath- because if I didn't, I would die"
~Isaac Asimov

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed."
~ Ernest Hemingway

thanks so much!

KaavyaM GOLD said...
on Feb. 6 2015 at 6:57 pm
KaavyaM GOLD, Hyderabad, Other
10 articles 1 photo 47 comments

Favorite Quote:
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.

I love, love, love this poem. I love how you wrote about being a child, and then wrote about not being a child any more. I love the repetition of the lines you've used. And I love the feeling of regret I get as I keep reading down the page. That is, regret at not being a child any more. Or the poet not being a child any more.

EttieGH GOLD said...
on Jan. 30 2015 at 4:29 am
EttieGH GOLD, Mbabane, Other
15 articles 2 photos 46 comments
Ok, I like this poem. I love the repetitive lines in poems. I think they really enforce the point. This poem actually reminds me of one in the book 'The perks of being a wallflower', with the theme of growing up and losing innocence. I really like it. (If you haven't read that book, you should:)




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