Wet Days After I Was Younger
After I was younger on wet days,
Alone on my entrance porch I would play.
I would lose myself in one other time
That I might create with my toys and my thoughts.
Tomorrow by no means mattered to me,
For that was the place I might at all times be.
There can be no damage, no ache, no tears,
There have been no worries; there was nothing to worry.
However as I grew up and all the pieces modified,
I spotted that life was no straightforward recreation.
You lived by the principles that the surface world made,
And that feeling of security would finally fade.
You walked a advantageous line as you confronted on daily basis,
Crammed with fixed surprises as you went in your approach.
And your life might change within the blink of a watch,
And failure might come irrespective of how onerous you tried.
You’d battle many battles, as you tarried alongside.
Generally you would be proper, however extra instances you would be incorrect.
So many individuals you’d love and also you’d hate,
However you needed to preserve going as a result of life would not wait.
And misplaced in that mess that you simply’d make on daily basis
And behind all these mindless and silly errors
Can be moments so splendid, so excellent and advantageous,
You would need that all of them might be frozen in time.
Cherished moments with household, the achievement of goals,
These transient particular moments, and the boring routines.
The joy of studying simply who you might be,
And discovering that happiness was not assured.
Discovering, with reduction, your area of interest on this world,
Reaching a lot however nonetheless wanting extra.
By way of births and a few losses, you’d survive on simply hope,
At all times trying to find methods to flee and to manage.
After which there’d be like to nourish your coronary heart,
And disappointment and tears when that love fell aside.
You’d undergo the levels of life as they got here.
You’d develop up and develop outdated and always change.
You’d see stunning issues on this distinctive world,
The surprise and energy of nature unfurled.
You’d witness the kindness of our personal human race.
But additionally the destruction and chaos we make.
Certainly as a baby I had no actual clue
About what was coming and what I would undergo.
And though I do miss that harmless peace,
I treasure every second that introduced me to me.
However nonetheless when it is darkish and wet typically,
My cozy entrance porch will come gently to thoughts.
And I will lengthy for an opportunity to only steal away
And curl up on that porch with my toys and simply play.
By Patricia A Fleming
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