If you wrote a poem about your childhood
Could we go and live there
A poem about lost balls
Toy soldiers
And endless summers
If you are afraid of growing up
We can hide in a verse about morning cartoons and cereal
If you hate your job
We can play hide
And never actually seek
When you feel lonely
You can relive your coziest snow day
Let′s write a verse about how much we hate adults
And let's hope that time stops
Let′s write about boys that know how to feel
And about girls that don't wear pink
Until the illusion of identity shatters like our dreams
This poem isn't about regrets
Or wasted potential
This poem is our new home
With pillows from your sofa
With verses about hugs and your friends
Let′s write a verse about the times you cried
And how it shaped you
Let′s create stories about bravery and bruises
And how the bullies of the world
Will always be afraid to look you in the eyes
Let's live in a poem about old bikes
Scraped knees
First kisses
And forgotten lullabies
Childhood was never about
Carelessness and unlimited possibilities
Just the ability to make kinder worlds

© ceazar