Before The World Interfered

I was a child.

You were a child.

We were children together.

Before the world interfered.

That is ours.

That time.  That innocence.

That probability of who we would become.

And the world be damned

That interfered.

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26 thoughts on “Before The World Interfered

  1. tarafaherty says:



  2. Yes, the world that interfered with childhood innocence be damned!


  3. inmycorner says:

    Oh – the innocence. Youth holds its steady pattern until outside signals wreak havoc. We have a way, however, of tuning in – switching channels – as we age which makes us realize the innocence may have just been naivety – blissfully unaware. Old souls don’t get to play innocent for long, do they?

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  4. …..and no-one can ever take that away from you, even if it’s just a memory now.


  5. tric says:

    Such was life when my younger brother and I were growing up. There is a line in the Johnsons song, “You are my sister” which says “Remembering Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know”. If you have a close sister I advise you to check out the song.
    That line speaks to me of the worlds we created and played in that were only in our imaginations and are still there today.
    Wonderful memories which continue to bind us all these years later.
    I read this this morning, (as I do all your posts on FB) and have enjoyed the memories it sparked all day Colleen.


  6. yes that lovely sweetness


  7. reocochran says:

    So hard to hold on to something which was taken away. . . trying to keep some happy moments from childhood is special, though. xo ❤


  8. reocochran says:

    Oh, so sorry I wish you had some happy memories to keep. xo


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