Growing up

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I blow out some bubbles

And let out a high pitched squeal

Waving around my makeshift staff

Thinking that magic is real

 

I run around without a care in the world

And look up smiling to the sky

My parents look at me fondly

as I pretend that I can fly

 

First day of school

I’m all nervous and excited

My mom kisses me goodbye

And I skip out, delighted

 

At thirteen now

I crinkly my nose

When my dad tries to kiss me

So I shut my door close

 

I’m so elated

When my first boyfriend comes around

Until I catch him cheating

Leaving my heart on the ground

 

My first year of college

I’m far away from home

I’ve always wanted this

But now, I feel so alone

 

I cry myself to sleep

The first time I’m faced with death

I’m wishing I never grew up

That I’m still in my little bed

 

I see my teary-eyed parents

When I walk down the isle

And after our I do’s

I say I’ll see them in awhile

 

The first time I hold my child

I think of when I wanted to grow up

And as I close my eyes

I think, Please don’t ever grow up

 

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