Naptime and Ice cream

I love you all of you.

I want to go back to Naptime

and flying down the hot slide

Popsicles and ice cream

All that is left is our screams

My white dress has darkened

My innosence defiled

No more walking to reccess

in a single file

My teeth are rotten

Though i eat nothing sweet

No more playing in the sun

sweating in the summer heat

WE are dead to the world.

Numb to the pain.

I want to go back to Naptime. 

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

yes yes yes :) i saw the title, and turned to my class and said "naptime and ice cream- my two favorite things!" lol and i loved this poem

couple spelling errors - Innocence & Recess

:)

other than that, capital! hehe. love this, and have had this thought plenty of times myself. love how you put it into words.

[Nephil]

I can't get over the fact that in elementary school, you get naptime. A half-hour to forty-five minute break where everyone lies on the floor with the lights off. I slept during that a total of once, because I was sick. Every other time I was as finacky and restless as any other young child. Then in high school I couldn't keep my head up during first period. What I would have given to save those precious naps for now...

Though this goes far higher than being pissed at the educational system...

Good write.

-Lain/Ian/Hidetsugu

[E. M. Murren]

I read deep sorrow in this work beautifully expressed. Really lovely thought provoking work.