Elementary Memories
Memories echo through the hallway
The haunts of children’s laughter floats around the playground.
Time has made the building smaller,
This place where my new life had begun.
On the swings is where our friendships formed
In the bushes is where we built our forts.
The innocence of youth in its glory days
Remembrances of good times are all that remain of our smiles and laughter.
Sometimes I miss the simplicity of it all
Back when life consisted of snack time and Blue’s Clues.
When no one held a grudge longer than recess
And school was a fun place.
These days, life is never simple
Arguments can last weeks, months or years.
School is now hated,
By the very children who used to crave its presence.
That building will be destroyed
Everything I loved, shattered.
The swings will be knocked down,
Our bushes ripped out.
South will be annihilated,
but I will hold onto the memories, of when life was easy.
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