Growing Up

Sometimes I wish things could go back to the way they were.

When the only drama we had was about about stealing crayons.

When boys were gross and had cooties.

When all we wanted was to be able to stay up five minutes past our bedtime.

I always wanted to ride on the school bus with the big kids,

and now I want to ride with the little kids.

Before everything seemed right.

We could run around the yard catching fireflies and not look like idiots.

A lot of good things have come with growing up though.

If i didn't grow up, I never would have met you.

 

 

Author's Note

dont know if i like the title... any ideas

Reviews

[qaralynn]

good poem..like it