I Miss

Gibson Archer

 

I miss the little pleasures in life,

I miss playing in the backyard

I miss playing with matchbox cars

and I miss having not a worry in the world

 

I miss the feeling of excitement on first days

I miss music and motion

I miss recess time

and I miss having mommy take me to school

 

I miss the tingling feeling of something new

I miss first beginning sports

I miss weekly family meetings

and I miss the anticipation of high school

 

Now that I am here,

and I have wished 12 years of my life away.

I want it all back.
I want the times of simplicity

and times of pure enjoyment

I wish I could still go run in the gravel and swing on the monkey bars

I miss idolizing the high school students, and being so anxious to become one

I flew through all the fun years of my life.

Now it’s on to colleges, student loans,

Bills, kids, and cars

I wish I could have it all back now

 

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