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.