If I Could Be a Kid Again
If I could be a kid again
I’d run headlong, unfettered in the wind,
or pretend I was Tom Sawyer
or Huckleberry Finn.
I’d put frogs inside my teachers desk
and tie knots in young girls hair,
if I could be a kid again
I’d shoot arrows up in the air.
Aiming high into the sky
towards an enemy in my head,
perhaps a passing birthday balloon
or a flying elephant instead.
School would be vague memories
of playing hooky left and right,
while fishing in my favorite pond
every morning, noon, and night.
I’d run around my little town
like King Arthur in my world,
eating ice cream and candy bars
while chasing girls and squirrels.
If I could be a kid again
I would count the stars at night,
just like how we used to do
with a full moon burning bright.
When all the world was made for me
And my nickel candy drops,
I always shared with my good friends,
and those I loved a lot.
But if I could be a kid again
and start over back in time,
I’d have to say “No thanks, today,
I’ve enjoyed the hills I’ve climbed.”
I had my run and it was fun
but time keeps ticking by,
if I could be a kid again
I guess I’d like to fly.
Copyright © Terrell Martin | Year Posted 2023
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