Maya Hanson (mye3)


When I Was Little - Poem by Maya Hanson (mye3)

I remember those days
Can’t give them up
Wish I could go back
And be free of crying

I was
Sweet and naïve
And never looking where I was going
Not knowing what was coming
What the future would hold

Spending all day outside
Under the spell
of spring
Keeping people close
Laughing till my sides hurt

And stomping in the puddles
while dancing in the storm
not worried about when
the lightning would strike
And I would fall asleep
To the sound of the rain
But
That was a long time ago

Sweet and naïve
And never looking where I was going
Not knowing what was coming
What the future would hold

Now I look back
and wonder
If it could be
any longer
But I know
it’s just wishful thinking

I’d give anything
to be that girl again…
Sweet and naïve
all that time ago

I stomped in the puddles
while dancing in the storm
not worried about when
the lightning would strike
And I fell asleep
to that same sound, soft on the roof
But
That was a long time ago

A long time ago
Barely remember what it’s like
to be her
Seems so far away…
When I was little


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 2, 2013


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