A Lost Friend

I used to despise you,

because you made me miss everything.

You kept me from my friends,

from arts and crafts,

from parading around in ruffled pink skirt,

and from going outside to play on the pirate ship playground.

You snuck up on me everywhere I went:

preschool, at home, on vacation.

You were there everyday,

and if you weren't I would get in trouble. 

But suddenly you were gone.

I didn't miss you at first;

Infact, I used the time that you took away for years that I was finally gifted with

to better my arts and crafts skills, 

parade in a slightly bigger ruffled pink skirt, 

and go outside and learn to do the monkey bars.

That time soon became dedicated to 

vocabulary memorization, mathematical formulas, United States history factoids,

plots of novels, how plants grow, and the science of asteroids.

I soon learned the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of school,

like how if you do well on your homework and get a good grade, 

you instantly become less cool.

After all that learning of school and street smarts,

I found myself missing you. 

You were a moment of peace in this chaotic world.

I miss you Naptime, and I hope to see you soon.