Stranger
When I was but a child
anywhere I go I find magic
and you could see the joy
and delight in me everywhere
I go; but as I become a man
life becomes a strange thing
and I stranger to all the magical
places and people I use to love.
Standing from outside and looking
in now I realize what turn me
into a stranger it was because
I let the child in me die
© A B Faniki 01/07/2020 all right reserved part of banal tells coming soon. As a child i se the good in people and things everywhere I go and forgive easilybit as a grown up thing are not so much I find fault with thing and find it hard to forgive like kids do.
