There was a time where soups were composed of leaves and dirt, and sticks made sense as spoons
Where rollie pollies and lady bugs were studied and slightly abused
There was a time where fancy things were forbidden lipsticks and perfumes
Where the world was falling to pieces and you didn’t have a clue
There was a time where bodies were perfect until the world screamed no
Where a dollar was a dollar and 4 quarters, pure gold
There was a time where bruises and cuts were the only things that hurt
Where freckles were gems passed down from grandma, until they became chocolate chips – or dirt
There was a time where the reach for a dream went further than settling
Where stars replaced past and present heartbreak and longing
There was a time where swings and slides tested limits and fears
Youthful years of a simplistic response,
To infinity and beyond.
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