Denying Pinocchio Nose by Rodica Dragomirescu - HTML preview

XXI

Life is an one way road.

I do not regret being old,

I only regret not being a child anymore.

How would it feel if for one hour

I could go back in time?

This wish shall be mine

In a fairy tales world.

Toys I should hold

In my arms and play with them,

Then I should eat the jam

My grandmother made for me

When I was a boy and I could see

Things much different than today.

Oh God let me stay

For at least one hour

In the childhood’s dream and sure

I’ll be happier and wiser

Then I am now. This is the answer

To all the questions one has getting older.

Try this, don’t remain a beholder!