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I Didn’t Know – by Rolf Erickson

Posted on Sep 1, 2017 by in September 2017 | 0 comments

All those years
I didn’t know.

There was a child
so happy and good
kind and free.
Kind of like what
I imagined I might
be someday.

The kind of happy
that’s not from things
but just from being
myself alone.
And never mind
the details.

There were things
that seemed to matter.
But in the end like
almost everything
turned out to be
mere adornments.

But still there
was that child.
Happy and good.
Kind and free.
Who lived his life
so secretly.

All those years
I didn’t know.
That child is me.

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