Fine Reflection and Course Correction

(Reflections of Innocence)

A Poem by Laurence David Sterling III

Sometimes,
on quiet days,
when nothing is in real need of starting,
and everything seems to be at an end,
it is nice to revisit a more innocent time,
when the future could be put on hold
and best-friendships were forever,
or until tomorrow,
which ever we chose the term to be.
A time when we could be close
and not have to explain why.
When love was earnest and true,
delightfully devoid of covetous feelings
and dirty implications.
A time when,
male and female,
kisses were something to be avoided,
and hugging said everything we wanted to express.
When hand-shakes sealed our deepest commitments
and honesty,
frank or rainbow colored,
was always the best insurance policy.
Such quiet reflection
of simpler,
more innocent,
times
helps the soul rebound
from bouts of cynicism and fraudulent acts
done in the name of adult behavior.
All in all,
it is proper never to allow
the child within us
to grow into
what this world calls maturity.

Greensleeves from Wedding Midi Collection