Treasure Island

G.R. Gaus

(April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

Restitution


The day we lose our innocence,
The day we become confused,
A darkened threat of ambiance,
Grips tight a life misused.

Encouraged by our loved ones,
To leave our natural being,
Following a life of reruns,
Ending the life of seeing.

Seeking long and endlessly,
While memories slowly linger,
Wondering lost and aimlessly,
As pain absorbed by a stinger.

Longing for a child’s smile,
Something to remember,
Living in a state of exile,
Life’s long past September.

The day we lose our innocence,
The day we change our rules,
Forgetting our true essence,
Turning us into fools.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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It seems as natural as growing up, but once it’s gone, few find their way back.

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