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TALKING WITH MY CHILD
On my walk this morning…I noticed the child I used to be
who, it seems, has been sleeping all these years…decided to take a walk with me.
I said, “Hello!” to my young self…from a time when I was smaller…
He looked me up and down then said, “I thought you would be taller.”
Then he started asking questions…as a child his aged does…
“Was chocolate ice cream still my favorite?”…”Yes”, I said, “it was.”
Questions came out rapid fire…of things I’ve long forgot…
Sometimes he waited for me to answer…often he did not.
What was I doing in Florida? How did I get here from Ohio?
Do I ever miss the change of seasons or playing in the snow?
Did I become a football star? Do I still love climbing trees?
How are my brothers doing? Do I still eat pizza with lots of cheese?
Do I still like skipping stones on lakes and rivers and streams?
Am I still scared of the dark? Do I still know how to dream?
Do I live in a big house? Does it have a pool? Do I drive a fancy car?
Do I have friends…a family. Do I still makes wishes on the stars?
Why are there so many wrinkles on my face? Why is my beard so grey?
Even though I’m older now…do I still find time to play?
On and on his questions came…and as quickly as they flew past…
I did my best to answer them as fast as they were asked.
I can’t remember all he asked…so many question in one walk he crammed….
But his final question was, “Are you happy?”…to which I smiled and said…”I am”.
“Then I am happy for you.” He said before he jumped back into my dream….
“And I’m really glad to know…you still love your pizza and ice cream.”
Copyright ©
Jim Yerman
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