Measurements For Growth Poem by Hope Regnum

Measurements For Growth

If I could I'd tuck myself back into that pink zebra printed bedsheet
I'd get lost in fantasy books again
Color on walls to show how tall I am
My white bookshelf would still tower over me
And Dr. Seuss would teach me things I yet to appreciate
Like how to be decisive and to treat others fairly
If I could, I'd let myself stay playful
And be a little less scared of the outside world
If I could stop grieving
I'd raise myself to be silly and let being a kid mean to be a little less serious
I'd let myself be loud
And get all my words out
On paper and in privacy
I'd have so much to say
And I may even be called foolish for it
But a child I would be, if I could

Saturday, November 29, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood,childishness,family,families,grief,nostalgia
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