Poetry For The Soul

#16: Kids Forever

I always wanted to go back
           as a kid again,
  While you hide
        as I count one to ten.
          As a kid,
We would cry over a spilled milk,
   We'd be a supermodel
While we wear our bathrobe of silk.
     As a kid,
         We would cry of the forgotten red balloon,
       And we wish them safe as they reach
           the yellow sun or moon.
As a kid,
     We would grab a brush and pretend it's
   a mic,
            And as a kid,
    We only cry if we fall from bike.
            As a kid,
We would wait til midnight for the tooth
         fairy.
            And as a kid,
        We would wait for Santa to come down by the chimney.
As a kid,
     We don't know which crayon to choose,
           And as a kid,
We don't care about our clothes or shoes.
Win battles with guns,
    and swords, and bloods,
       And imagine being a soldier
    crawling on dirty muds.
        I always wanted to go back
           as a kid again,
  While you hide
        as I count one to ten.
       

-Adiiid