My Family Tree

nostalgia runs deep in my family tree when a day comes that I feel it I think about all that I miss washing my feet at the edge of the bath or my mom brushing my hair until it’s sits perfectly straight not a curl left to twirl before bed how did I float so far away from the feeling of picnics with subway sandwiches and the sand from a beach day stuck in my toes of scratchy princess dresses and rubber princess shoes but nostalgia runs deep in my family tree so they’ll never let me forget it even when I no longer feel young I hear stories from past days of old of throwing tantrums in the bath until my mom would give up and let me lay down dirty in my bed