I Remember

I remember how it is like to be in kindergarten When life was easy and I never worried About how they thought of me or the pimple on my forehead Whether I was tall enough or short enough I could walk up to anybody and we would be friends in a matter of minuets There were no mean girls and bad boys Nobody complained about seeing each other in our stained clothes Or our yogurt covered faces All we had was time to play with each other Climbing up the jungle gym or sliding down into mud puddles We would swing high on the swings to see who would go highest. How I miss those days How I miss the mind of kindergartner that I had If I could have it back indeed I would The mind that cannot hate or envy That does not know what revenge is.