Little Things Easily Forgotten
by
Euna P.
(Age: 15)
copyright 02-12-2006
Age Rating: 10 to 127
A cherry lolipop
A vanilla ice cream
A pretty flower
A new color
A fight over THE doll
A fight over THE truck
A dare to slide down the big slide
A dare to crawl through the big kid tunnel
A smile from mom
A tickle from dad
An argument with sister
A fistfight with brother
A fight for the pie
A toss of the greens
A pout and a light smack
A mushy stewed brocoli taste
A mudpie in spring
A snowman in winter
A bath after mudpies
A coca after snow
A dandilion for mom to put in a cup
A bear hug for dad when he got home
A roll down a hill with friends on sweet grass
A jump to the first bar on the monkey bars
A scraped and stinging knee
When you grow
things are different.
Well...not the things.
WE become different.
The dandilion and the monkey bars
the hil and mud and snow
the lolipop and ice cream...
they're all still there among others.
Oh no Oh man
I'm forgetting what it's like
to be a kid
what it's like to do all that stuff.
I can still do them
but I see them through different eyes.
I treat the treasures differently
but I can't explain how.
Somebody help
I'm growing up and I don't want to.
I don't want college or whatever else there is.
I DON'T WANT IT.
I don'twant to forget
and I'm afraid I will
because I've already forgotten so much
and the memories are clouded and darkening.
I can't do anything to stop it
and that makes me scared
when I can't control what happenes
to my mind and body.
I don't get scared that easily
but this is one of my darkest fears
not being able to control
what is happening to me.
Oh somebody help.
I don't want to forget what it's like to be a kid.
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The emotions we all feel... I can't imagine what it's like to want to be young. I want to get away and forget. This poem is very dark and expresses how painful it is to forget thing that made you love people and thinks like childhood. It's all confused and painful. Good work, dark poems are my favorites. I'm also a big dark witter. There's a few grammar mistakes that need to be fixed and you don't need punctuation at the end of all lines. Overall, good work.