I really loved this poem. You know, I clicked on your poem b/c I saw that it was by "Squall Leon Hea" and being the total FF geek that I am, I just went hmmmm... what is this all about? And I found this poem! Weird, right? I know, I know... Well, I really liked the poem... If only I could be a little kid again...
Keep up the good work and keep writing!
*~ Mist ~*
When I think , bless (insert someone here) I think of the southern way of being honest without being offensive. Ex: Bless her heart, she's as big as a house. In the beginning of this poem," Bless the Child
Wants to Grow old" it seems the meaning of Bless them is the same. Like, bless the poor child, they do not know better. They cannot appreciate their youth because they are young.
Well itís true...the only ones who are worriless are children cause they havenít been out in the real world and they're blessed for that. But sooner or later they will have to face life, so they should enjoy their care free life as kids because it will be over!
Good write.Keep it up