Childhood Lost

Beautiful cassie. what grabbed me first was the title, and the poem didnt let down

This is another lovely piece, Cassie - made better by my knowledge of your passion for all things fantastical, and that - when we grow up - we have to be contented with the idea of it, because in reality, it doesn't exist that way. Things do seem much duller as an adult sometimes, don't they?

Thanks :)

Beautiful, I can relate to the words very well.