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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