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Looking for my Inner-Child

Poetry By: Ava Rosien

My inner-child is the one who inspires me to write children's stories and silly poems. She seems to have disappeared recently and I just want her back.

Submitted:Mar 1, 2013    Reads: 15    Comments: 6    Likes: 5   

The little girl within me is lost in my brain;

all attempts to find her; have been in vain.

Where has she gone; has she left for good?

Did she feel unwanted or misunderstood?


She was my muse for tales of childish deeds;

she who gave me humor; for my writing needs.

I miss her girlish voice that rang inside my head;

Without my inner-child, mind is filled with dread.


I cannot write of silly things; that kids would like;

It was the little girl in me; I loved that witty tike.

Have I grown too old for her to stay and chat?

Is it something more complicated than just that?


Maybe she is playing hide and seek; I hope its true;

waiting for me to find her; she will shout out "boo!"

Then I'll hear her giggle; in that silly high pitched tone;

Oh my inner-child; please don't leave me all alone.


I know you've been neglected; especially of late;

But I promise to do better; we can negotiate.

Just come back home little girl; I am so very worried;

If feels so empty in my brain; where once you scurried.


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