Once

Once

A Poem by Broken.
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One day at the park...

"

Once upon a dream...
when the higher the pigtails, the cooler you were
when lollipops were given at the end of doctor visits
and when there was always someone there to protect
you from loud thunderstorms.


No those memories did not leave her
Swinging high on the swings
and stealing cookies from the top shelf
when you wore underwear of your favorite
cartoon or doll.


She sat and remembered
all the sleepovers when we crashed at 10:00
were we would play barbie until
our eyes got red
when riding our bike all the way to
the end of the block was an accomplishment...
barefoot.


She started to tear
when she remembered how big the kiddie pool was
and thought there were penguins in the freezer
and when she would 'accidently' knock over the
box of dog treats now scattered across the floor


She closed her sunken eyes and pictured
getting up early to watch saturday cartoons
and staying in her pajamas all day
when catching a lizard meant bringing it
home to show off to the ducks


And when she slowly opened her eyes...


she felt her child tugging on her shirt, and asking for cookies
and she looked at her smiling and replyed


"We're out of cookies, but there's always dog treats."

 

© 2008 Broken.


Author's Note

Broken.
:] It brings me back

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i had NO idea how gifted you were!
i love these poems. this one espically. perfect imagery.


Posted 15 Years Ago


Sometimes we take for granted all the little things that mean so much to us... and it is those little things, those small moments in time that are forever inscribed in our hearts and minds.. a glimpse from the past, a memory never to be forgot and new momories always being created constantly...

Posted 16 Years Ago


Awww, even though the end is sweet, this make me sad. We don't realize how sweet our childhood was until we're older and it's gone. And I can say that I know what dog treats taste like xD And dog ice cream... VANESSA!!!!! Hehe, well, this was sweet and touching, brings you back. =]

Posted 16 Years Ago


For one, I say that you and I can both recall the taste of Milkbones.
Well, this is really sweet, and the ending is much better than some solemn crying s**t or something. It worked out MUCH better than if you were to leave it as saddened remembering. Yes.


I lit some of my hair on fire,
Vanessa

Posted 16 Years Ago


how sweet, the good ol' days

Posted 16 Years Ago


LOL. Love it and the ending was great. Brings me back too. Although I don't remember eating any dog treats. Great write.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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