My childhood is slowly coming back
In Fragments, like it Never past
The sad things, the good, and all of the above
Adele on the radio, the song sky fall
My dad is spending time with me again, and I wonder what it took
Was it Signing the divorce papers or did he read it in a book
"How to be a good parent" but he should've read that before
Because he's a little late, but I can't be mad at him because he's trying more
All the concerts I had sang in when I was a just a kid
I had the best music teacher, her name was Mrs. Fitz
She made me learn to love the beats and story of song
And now I can stop listening to music, it's kind of a problem
I remember going to silver lake sand dunes
I went with my family and everybody argued
I guess some things never change
But that's okay
I remember going to the cider mill and apple picking
The cinnamon sugar donuts were always hitting the spot
To this day, they still are
And they are a part of my favorite memories of fall
I remember the car rides to my dads house, there was always these 3 bridges
Whenever we would go under them, we would either hold or breath, or scream like idiots
I miss my youth
Even tho technically I'm still in it
But it doesn't feel like it
I'm so busy lately, that I never get to relish in the moment
I don't like that, I want to remember what's happening but my brain is to full of other things
I can't remember what's important anymore
But I remember my childhood
And boy was it good
Btw, ending it on the silly line "and boy was it good" is my way of referencing how I would've ended a poem when I was younger
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My Poems
PoetryThis book simply contains poems that I've written. Some will be sad, others will be cute and happy. Some about people, others about nature. There is a quite a wide variety. Hopefully you like them :) Ps: I will put TW at the beginning of poems that...
