One day, you just dropped your toys,
stuffed them in old bags,
and threw them in the attic.
My childhood, too.
No more silly talks
and adventures in lost worlds;
no more tickles and soft cheeks to kiss.
No more childhood;
no more best friends
in Navy costumes and weird hats;
just plain dangerous adulthood.
Thursday, September 27, 2018
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