A 'Happy' Memory - Poem by Jennifer Rosario
When I was young,
I believed I could fly
if I closed my eyes tight enough.
I rolled down hills
that sloped like mountains.
I rode my bike
til I thought the wheels would pop off.
When I was a kid,
I'd laugh til my sides hurt
or until milk came flying out of my nose.
My backyard was a campground,
my treehouse a mansion.
I'd dream big dreams,
where "Impossible" never played.
I am remembering it all
in this momentary flashback
the delicious snack—
The McDonald's Happy Meal.
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