Childhood

Growing older and more distant

Each year; another grade and another inch taller

 

Each friend; another secret and memory with one another

Falling off the swing used to be the harshest cut we could endure

Dropping friends daily, for no reason, growing up the problem's core

So many dreams I wanted to watch be pursued

   On this journey, my peers I wanted to include

 a plethora of faces I wanted to watch mature

      but our paths ventured a detour

Sleepovers became lunch dates

Movie nights became double dates

discussing our favorite character to favorite boy; at any rate

from missing each other, to missing a man in any state

Sharing dolls to sharing guys

Encouraging dares to encouraging highs

It all happened so fast, and it will continue to so save your sass

 They come & they go, smile on & show them your class

Author's Note

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Reviews

[dan]

A nice rite of passage poem, although mine occurred many, many years before yours did. A lot of the feelings and emotional connections were the same 40 years ago as they are now. This write took me on a nice leisurely stroll down memory lane, and I thank you for that. take care...riki