Let Us Be Young Again





am trying hard to imprint in my head
with a permanent marker
  the words
responsibility, change, pain, love, diligence
its tough

I am not the child that her feet plays pitty-patty in the rain
my face is lined with mature bones
body curved with precision 
and fearful perfection
eyes deeper and more mysterious
my smile has lost its careless abandon
dreams far far away
Alice in wonderland

growing up is tough
it’s just less delightful than childhood
less protected and less free
I want to be a child again

 



I wrote this poem in 2010... I still have those moments where all I want is to be a little girl again. ;)

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