Playtime

*Note: This is a free verse I wrote for the childhood I enjoyed and will always miss. 

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Playtime

Remember when we were young?

How we ran and played till the sun set in the horizon?

The warm hues that painted the sky at twilight?

The birds at flight heading for home?

Perhaps, you remember the wilted flowers in our hair and around our necks

How we used them as tiaras and jewelry

As we ruled cardboard castles

And got captured by pirates?

Remember how we could be anyone we wanted to be?

Teachers, doctors, presidents

Rockstars and knights

Even a being a dinosaur was a profession back then

Maybe, you remember the time when we got scolded by our mothers for bathing in the pouring rain

And got sick the next day

Have you counted the scars we bore?

When we fell off our bikes

Tripped on rocks

Or slipped off the monkey bars?

I think I have seven… or more

I’m not so sure

Remember the nights we spent in the streets every December?

Christmas carols perfectly memorized

Makeshift tambourines and drums in our hands

As we sung our hearts out for even a little amount

Do you remember our day-long Japan tour?

How about the food we tasted in exotic India

Or the celebrities we met in Hollywood?

God, I miss those trips

Maybe we could scuba dive in Fiji someday

Just give me a call

Remember how dinner time is the best and worst part of the day?

Best because we get to fill our hungry stomachs

And worst because it’s time for us to part

I can still picture our filthy little hands that waved goodbye

Knowing that tomorrow would be the same

But, tomorrow has become today

And nothing’s the same at all

♥Andz