When you were five <br /> your heart so big <br /> when you were ten <br /> going to and fro. <br /> Thirteen, how young to start <br /> your teenage hood, did you enjoy, <br /> or were you thrown into the world so fast! <br /> Growing up was cruel my precious, <br /> precious child of the past.<br /><br />Carolyn Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-of-the-past/
