Childhood

I wish I never had to let go of times

When summer seemed to go on forever

Where the the days we’re filled

Running through the fields

Playing dolls in the grass

And building dams in the streams


The days where

mud on my face

grass between bare toes

Dirt under my finger nails

And ants cradled in my hands

Was all my daily life


When a smile on my face was the default

the world felt welcoming

And the future was something to look forward to


The joys of life trapped in my childhood

I wish I never had to let go

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