Innocence Gone

The loss of innocence At a school sports day, I was running sixty metres, I wanted so very much to win, didn`t quite make it, but got a bronze medal, which I bore on my lapel with unseemly pride. When joining the merchant navy, I wore it too; no one had a medal like this. In bars, girls asked why I wore it, they were not used to meet a real hero; I could not tell them the mundane truth, but spun a story. Alas, women want what a man has got, falling for her charms I parted with the medal, my downfall, never saw the medal again.