My childhood was a blast
I find myself wishing I was in the past
playing outside with my father
Wearing my shoes-I didn’t bother
Little clothes, little feet,
other little children to meet
little room, little bed
everything was little, even my head!
The world seemed so big,
a big adventure
Maybe the world shrunk. I’m not sure.
Theme parks, kiddy rides
cotton candy galore
I am really sad I’m not a kid anymore.
But then again, I always wanted to grow up,
and maybe take care of people who throw-up,
a nurse that is, or a teacher
at the time, I was sure I would grow up to be either.
Now I am 13, and of me, some people aren’t too keen
but when I feel this way, I don’t think about those kids
the only thing I think about is
how I wish I could
go back to my childhood.
By Sara Dulac
Tripp Middle School
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