I Am You And You Are Me Poem by Melissa L. Pelletier

I Am You And You Are Me



A small child
no more than five
a blue dress
and crooked knees

A dilapidated smile
with rows of imperfect teeth
if I get close to
you now, would your
messy hair smell
of baby shampoo?

Always laughing with
a twinkle in your eyes
without a care
I go back and
give you a hug
take your hand
and invite you to tag
along with me now

Sunday, January 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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