Hand-Me-Down Poem by Hope Regnum

Storytime under soft ninja turtle blankets
I listen to my mother give to the needy and thankless
Family never seemed so desperate
As I grow ever young and reckless
Lost child in the forests I ran
Let me smell the apples, roses, and clovers
So, I can a remember how Hope was
Sneak me into outdoor pools
With friends of mine and a boy who I met outside school
If I stay focused, I could feel my old crush
Or cold crush from a cooler
I can remember my first tutor
So fit me inside of thrifted pockets Inside Mom's once forgotten locket
I want to remember what you said and how I responded
From the scent of lavender or firework rockets