It’s never really about
The explosion of light
Or even the aaahhhs
And it’s never about
All of the expectations
It’s only ever about
Feeling like a child
Again once again yet
Again this is what
Fireworks and love does
To and for us
Category: Childhood
OnlyUsLuckyOnes
There was this one
Time under the sycamore
You were above me
On one elbow and
Looking down and just
As a late August
Breeze blew your flaxen
Hair from your face
At that same moment
The low afternoon sun
Caught the corner of
One of your eyes
And there then inside
I did see the
Deep blue pool of
Your soul and to
It’s bottom where I
Saw you swimming throughout
The eons of your
Lives and right then
I knew that like
Now we’d been together
And then taking my
Hand you said come
Swim with me and
I said just like
We’ve done so many
Times before and you
Said um yeah sure
It was that day
That I knew then
That only some of
Us are lucky enough
To remember the pasts
MerryChristmas 🎄
And so it’s Christmas
I love this holiday
Even at my age
There’s something that happens
Around this time hope
Seems like it’s everywhere
I think that’s what
Christmas means to me
More than anything else
So I hope for
You wherever you are
When you read this
That whatever you wish
For will come true
Merry Christmas my friends
Mommy!
It is truly amazing
How something as simple
As a cold can
Reduce even the mightiest
The confident and articulate
Into nothing more than
A mewing sniffing toddler
Crawling under the covers
And asking for mommy
This is what I
Think when they say
Even the old will
Turn into young again
BeThatChild
Let us talk images
What do you see
Let your mind wander
Like beach scouring children
Picking up sparkly things
And declaring them treasure
Let your mind go
Don’t hold it back
Wander and wonder rifle
Through its nookish crannies
And discover trinkets only
That imagination will recognize
Be that child again
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 