Innocence Adrift

The memory of infancy, Illuminated naivety. A blanket of age, Smothering the imagination, rinsing it clean of All that made it whole. Destroying all but one last seed; The sole constant in a perpetually changing existence Being the dream of a child, the Aspiration inherently doubted, For youth scarcely births anything plausible. Contributions from societal expectations And responsibilities resultant of years advancing Elucidate the foolishness of hope and the Impracticality of a dream.