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Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
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Day 15 | April 15th | When We Were Kids
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15. When We Were Kids
Situations current have us in such a state
Not knowing the future – unable to concentrate
Too much worry over what we cannot control
Perhaps excess focus comes as we grow old.
The limitations placed on our life processes
Makes us long for normal even with its stresses
Oh, to be uncomplicated, embrace all life forbids
Innocent again – like when we were kids.
Sit back, relax, take time for just you
Revisit hobbies or passions you once knew
Bring your mind present – align soul and body amid
Here and now again – just like when we were kids.
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04-19-2020
When We Were Kids
I sit here, in the silence and the cold,
Hand cupping that wine glass like true love
Can be found buried in the depths of a wine-aged-old
Like the lingering memories that stir and strove,
To drive away the darkness that hinders the soul
Of that child that grew up too fast, forgot too soon,
What it was like to wonder and be amazed so
At the light that touched-and-fled the moon.
But now I sit, love poured into a wine glass too small
For me to ever even really care,
That the moonlight is only a reflection of all
The beauty that exists in that quilt-like star-spangled sky so fair.
Past the rim of this…
When We Were Kids
When we were kids snow seemed deeper,
summer seemed longer, rain puddles were thrilling,
caterpillars didn’t infest, a blade of grass was a whistle,
marbles were collected, skipping rope was easy,
bicycles meant freedom, sloughs could be skating rinks,
polyester reigned, avocado was an appliance color, lilac was a toilet color,
Wonderful World of Disney was a Sunday TV staple,
cousins were playmates, the VW bug needed jump starts,
Baseline was a gravel road, mojos were less than a penny,
grandpa pinched my cheeks too hard, pets were given a lot of freedom,
my grandmas were angels on earth, my aunties were adult best friends,
I was babysitting before I was ten, donuts were for old…
When We Were Kids
Freedom used to mean growing up
And moving on our own
No longer a young pup
Living alone
Stay up late
And do what we want
Drive ourselves on our dates
No curfews to haunt
We didn’t look beyond
The good we could only see
Like a magic wand
Making life exactly the way we wanted it to be.
Work, rent, mortgage, bills
We never expected the responsibility
Just the frills
Being an adult is not what we expected it to be
​​​​​​​​​​​©April 16, 2020
​​​​​​​​​​​J. E. McKnight
When we were kids
there was no Facebook
only faces and books
When we were kids
there was no Netflix
only fish nets and cinema flix
When we were kids
there was no Iphone
only telephones with partyline
When we were kids
there was no Google
only maps that you need to navigate
When we were kids
there was no Covid19
there was famine, hunger and wars
there was trauma, violence and shame
there were broken families and deaths
BUT
I know that amidst the chaos and desolation
despite the ruins, death and devastation
the Sun will always come out
and the New Day will always bring HOPE
When we were kids
we saw the worst
but we also experienced