Wanting To Go Back In Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wanting to go back to a time when younger, being with Grandparents,
Aunts and Uncles, playing with cousins exclusively, having such a
great time.

Feeling loved and cared for, until one day Dad was told he had to
move to a dry state or he would die, that's how we ended up in
Phoenix, Arizona.

This happened when this poet was just eleven years old, crying for
the first three months every day, missing everyone whom I had ever
loved and been loved by in life.

Eventually getting used to the desert and the loneliness that had
become this poetical being, now loving the desert, having made
friends and learning how to cope with major changes in life at a
young age.