I Used To... Poem by Cicero Grey

I used to be all in one place
But now I'm stretched and strained
I used to be an open window
But now I am paned

I used to be a parakeet
A little mockingbird
But now I sing a different tune
One that no one has heard

I used to strut in mommy's heels
Wanting to grow up quick
But if I got to choose again
Being young is what I'd pick

I used to groan as days dragged on
But now, in a blink, the time is gone

I used to count the monkeybars
But now
I count the stars