Tagged: childhood

the things you didn’t

the things you didn’t
grow up with will always surprise
you even years from

now – with wonder, still, the snow
falling and sticking, on repeat
.
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perhaps six out of

perhaps six out of
eight children grow up in the
shadow of a tall

tree, perhaps more – see us twisting
towards our own slivers of self
.
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we rode down city

we rode down city
streets in dad’s scooter, not old
enough to be scared,

yet confident enough to place
our trust in dad to keep us safe
.
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even in childhood,

even in childhood,
we never found the bridge that
connected summer

to fall – perhaps someone did
and rightly boarded it up
.
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in the backyard of

perhaps the trees of

perhaps the trees of
our childhood are imprinted
in our memories

in an ageless reflection,
determined, yet fallible
.
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perhaps time does not

perhaps time does not
only steal away our child-
hood
– maybe it is

more sinister, offering
us everything twice-stolen
.
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maybe sixty-point-

maybe sixty-point-
eight percent of humans have
fond memories of

a tree from their childhood or
adulthood – always looking up
.
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back before we knew

back before we knew
how to trade, it was a box
of runts for ten
minutes on the inflatable
float. it is questionable
if we’ve learned
anything, grew out
of our childish ways
.
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we are always a

we are always a
dirt pile away from childhood
memories – slipping
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: slipping