somedays, i miss childhood.

if i could just tap backwards
into that whimsical boldness every morning.

where my own reality really believed that

any
thing could happen. and
any
one could really listen. and
any
question or statement is clever.

tap me back into that mindset.
and keep me there for a long while.

dear mother goose.dear mayor.i want to be a famous athlete.

3 Comments

  1. all smiles reading that. did marms save those for you? God love her.

  2. Those are fantastic.

  3. you’ve been precious forever.
    i like that it’s not just a
    recent development.

    those letters are
    priceless, ang.

    you are priceless.

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