The Child In Me Poem by jan fuentez

I found my reason to go back
To where I long before and want
My childhood days were unsatisfied
How I wish I have lots of it
Everything that a child loved
I wish I have a Barbie or even visit Disney
But time and space never permit me
Made me feel no good desperately
Uncertainties and resources are beyond reach
How unlucky, so unlucky
Unfortunate for the others maybe
Yet the child in me keeps burning, lingering
Slowly vows are now fulfilled
It's never too late, I never failed