Struggles...came into it with snuggles

The big heart, laughter, even in disaster, was plastered on the old tube, the comical scenes with Bart, and the rest of the Simpsons cart.... images laid vividly, clearly, and stuck like glue to my brain, back then no pain, all gain, no stress, no fame, in a peaceful, blissfull lane! Or up high in the most terrific, golden-willy wonka plane, full of spirit, legit real and promising to make one display, gay faces..full of smiles, like the prettiest day, full of an amazing, blazing sunshine, never wanting it to end...time. Like a shared valentine....all fine..yours is all mine. Sharing delight, never with a fight, full stride, all might, trust and love so tight! Yeah, back then,as a younger one, we were all grins, no sins. All was just right, like being able to smile, and fly a kite, let the wind, take the triangular, windy angular,,,let the wind send it wherever, mixed in with whatever trends, blends, wherever the kite was sent. Air tight, just quite calm turns and bends... all joyous grins. Than as tic toc goes by, year by year, like the great migration, the flock, happiness, can become solid, lost, square like a block. Real struggl;es, all hustles, feeling rustled, bustled, feelings all confused by hurt in a horrible, tense cluster. Struggles were made of your heart, soul, that was once full of peace, in one piece, now they are like reeses pieces, but missing the sweet appealing characteristic, time let tic with many flicks, once we could pick, lossed loved ones, trusted ones left us in despair, no mutual care, life can be unfair, but can also hurt badly with a tear! So bye bye to the happy bear, snuggles, now is just used to only be colored away, left alone in stray in shit. Bullshit life can come to any one being, and no avoiding, ,missing the shit when it hits! All struggles, started with snuggles!

By: Michael Nolan Harper