ReminisceA Poem by StephanieAnother product of creative writing class.Remember when you were little? When all you wanted was to be a grown up? Not an adult, though. Adults are old and boring. Now look at you, at me. All grown up and we just want to be small again. A paradox for all ages. I know I’d like to go back, Back to the nineties. Where I could mess up as much as I wanted, When Elmer’s glue would fix all my problems. Now it’s not just ripped paper and misplaced macaroni If you break or get broken, It takes a lot more than glue. I’d like to go back to carefree summers Burying my feet in the sand, Playing neighborhood dodge ball in the streets until dusk, Having my uncle tell me it was ketchup And not dark red blood that pooled around the scrapes on my knees. I’d love to return to the world of pretend Walking along the curb trying not to fall into lava Or feeling at any moment That a monster would appear from the fog and snatch me away. Now that the real world has a hold on me, The demons from my nightmares don’t seem so far away. Are you still looking at me and you? We’ve left childhood behind Strolled right through the door leading to our future. It’s nothing like we imagined, Not so dark but still incredibly scary. A blackbird still flies on through the night Until it meets the bright new morning.
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3 Reviews Added on December 11, 2011 Last Updated on August 26, 2013 AuthorStephanieGilroy, CAAboutI'm Stephanie, 27. Still don't know what I want to be when I grow up, even though I have a degree. Getting through some serious writer's block from the past 5+ years. Excited to be back! more..Writing
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