The 9-Year-Old Boy In Me
My toes are filthy, soiled from yesterday.
I needed a bath all day
But I played instead.
And then the lights went out.
No lights.
No bath.
My eyes keep looking at my dirty toes.
They are caked and soiled.
Possibly have bugs in them.
I went to bed like this?
Am I crazy? Big smile now.
I know a bath would feel good,
But it takes time, right?
How much time do I have left?
Do I want to spend it bathing?
The 9-year-old boy in me laughs.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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