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Nov 2018
I sit outside, holding my knees
watching the sky put on an art show
I sit there on the grass
and I think back on my life as a kid

my only hurting was ripping a bandaid off my scratched knees
my only sadness was not getting ice-cream
my only fear was losing my lucky teddy bear
my only ‘getting in trouble’ was calling someone meanie

I remember when my happiness was shown everywhere on my face with my messy hair and missing teeth
and my love was always shown from the tight hugs and sweet cheek kisses

my friends were so amazing
they would always have crayons for me if I forgot mine
they would let me take their role of pretend, if I didn’t like mine
they would share their chips with me if I was hungry

having a crush was the best
writing notes was the only way of ‘texting’
the guys would sit next to you and not say anything but it was the most honoring feeling ever
writing your name with his last name was the greatest distraction

my family was so perfect
my dad would read me stories at night until it was past my bedtime
my mom would push me high on the swings so I could touch the sky
my siblings would make me laugh till I couldn’t breathe

what happened to all of that?
how’d I grow up so fast
how can I go back
everything seems unrealistic

being a kid was great
as I breathe deeply and watch the last streak of sun disappear
I thank God for every moment of my childhood
cause that's all I can do, be grateful
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