Old Memories
Old memories
I remember when I was young.
I lived in a very different place
and thought very different thoughts
There was no stress
And everything was simple
Once I saw my sister in a tree
And I had no idea how she got up there
I ended up thinking that she did it by
Jumping from the window that was so far away
Crazy how my mind was so free
As free as a feather floating through the sky
I remember the "cottony" trees, as I called them
They let their cotton fly free every year
And I'd wish upon all the ones I managed to catch
I'd wish upon many things
And hoped that I'd fulfill my dreams
And I even still dream today
And wish and believe
I even let my mind be free
Especially when I grab my pen
And starting writing all the thoughts that come to me.
-Megan
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Megan L | Year Posted 2016
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