Imagination's Treasure

Remembered days of playful youth,
Where thoughts had catered
To imagination's many dawns.
Wondrous adventures began here,
Where one's imaginings
Became life for a time.

Can you tell me
Where they all went
And why these memories lay in ruin?

Perhaps they were spent as a cycle
Or maybe maturity has wrought it's price,
Upon the growing youth to adult.

Where have the keepers fled
Of adventures past
And wonders still unknown?

Have they all grown too old
To uphold the joy of youth,
Once unbound
Within their once brilliant hearts?

Remember the sounds
Imagination brought,
Through the mind of the beholders.
Seek within the heart buried deep
And unravel the ties that bind.

For if you're never too old
To hide the thoughts
Of imaginations past,
The youthful heart of the adventurer
Shall find what joy
Was never forgotten
Within the treasures
Collected in time.

Fadedspirit 12/11/2008

oooo-I'm likin this - Mornin, Mr. Faded!!!!

Hee hee Thanks DKW, G'morning.

Another Great Write.

Just read DKW's. Very nice.

nice

ditto with flowers

nice write my friend...

homerun my friend

Thanks for all of your comments! Y'all truly know how to make a person smile.

I know I haven't been around much lately and I'm hoping that'll change soon. Hopefuly after the holidays everything will calm down.

Those youthful days of play will always live on in our memories. Very nice piece. I enjoyed reading this.

Very nice!