Far From The Playground
When I look back
I often remember the times when I played on the playground
When I climbed the monkey bars
When I slid down the slide over and over again
When I dug in the sand in search of treasure
And when I fell on woodchips
Sadly those days have passed as have all days and the days to come
I learned that lesson all throughout middleschool
Middleschool a time of growth for everyone
A time when our bodies mature
When our hormones sky rocket
When our minds shift from childish ideas to deeper more confusing ones
In this time we learn that the world is not just butterflies and rainbows.
We learn that to grow we need to let go
That we need to move on from the playground and look at the big field.
That we need to look at the tall grass
We need to look at the sticks
and the stones
To look at all of the things we couldn't see from the playground
It was a sad day when I went into the play equipment at Peter Piper Pizza and I realized I was too big
When I almost got stuck
When I felt cramped
And when I got in the way
I couldn't believe it at first and even now it's hard to believe
Cause it's easier to fall on sand then it is on dirt and rocks
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