COMPETITION PROMPT

Write a poem from the perspective of an elderly person about the topic of their inner child.

Always Twelve

I’ll always be twelve

No matter my years.

For it’s the age that I never

Succumbed to my fears.


It’s the age I first noticed

Girls could be more than friends.

It’s the age when my friendships

Would never come to an end.


It’s the age when my thoughts

Turned to stupidity.

It’s the age when my body

Moved with fluidity.


Now, I know that my body

Is no longer twelve,

But on aching and pains

I try not to delve.


And those girls in my life?

Now there’s just one for me.

She has been with me

Seems eternally.


And all of my friendships

Have matured or they’ve flown.

Deep thoughts have been planted

And ideas have grown.


But somehow as I aged,

I had doubts, I had fears.

In my mind, a war raged

Seemingly for years.


When the doubts and the fears

Tried to run my life

When my life was filled

With much stresses and strife.


But those fears that I had

As I grew up and aged?

I finally threw them away

After that mental war raged.


It was then I decided

To be always twelve years

For back then I never

Succumbed to my fears.

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