Reflection Poem by Caoimhe Daly

Feels like just yesterday,
I was playing on the swings in the park,
Not a care in the world,
So much things have happened,
I'm no longer that little girl.
Sometimes I wish I was,
Because grazed knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
And everyone would play together.
There was no popularity contests, no groups, no exclusion.
You could play with boys and be considered 'just friends'.
Yes, there would be fights,
But they would be over in a second and you were best friends again.
Life isn't easy as a teenager,
There's more difficulties, complications, heart-break, back-stabs,
But somewhere deep down,
We're all still those little kids in the park.