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Childhood of Days Gone By
I knew you when you were growing and finding yourself
I knew you when you were learning and failing and succeeding
Your favorite sayings and favorite quotes are on a special shelf
My favorite things were your favorite things and your favorite things were my favorite things
Now I don’t even think about you
You used to know all the important things, like which color you liked best
And which teacher drove you crazy, why does it now just feel like a test?
We used to make plays and skits and movies, write books, beg my parents for sleepovers,
And make plans to conquer the world, learning what it means to be kind
Now i don’t even know myself
We used to talk for hours on the phone, creating games we could play over the landline
You would make a sound and our friends would have to guess it. Remember that?
Now when either calls, the other doesn't answer
What happens to best friends forever and ever? What happened to us?
I guess we just grew up
I just wish for one day we could go back
I just wish for one day we could have what we lack
Back to more than someone to smile at when they walk by
Back to before we thought to lie
Can we turn back time just for tonight to matching jammies and matching DOLL jammies
To make promises to staying up all night (But we’d be in bed by eleven, twelve if we were feeling crazy)
To super secret club with its own creed and badges
To chalk obstacle courses and couch tents, four thousand cookie batches
To quoting the princess bride and play pretend superheroes with our brother
Now I worry about scholarships and quote college mission statements, my imagination suffers
I worry about our grade and service projects and play pretend I can handle it all
Our Childhood of days gone by whispers to me
I think of what we will say in ten years
Will I be proud of who I am, for I grew through the tears
Will we laugh at our old jokes and reminisce for the memories we make now?
The memories that build a tower, one that I allow,
a tower of strength built on a foundation of courage or cowardice?
I look forward to the memories I will create and the mistakes I will make
I look forward to the inspiring people I will meet, inspiring just for the fact that they ARE
They smile, they love, they live
Just as I hope to love and hope and give
Each laugh and hug and loss and gain will be cherished as a gift
So childhood, I will miss you, but to my present self, I cherish you
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This poem is my present self speaking to my childhood self, and coming to terms with adulthood