Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Man, I wish I was five again.


I wish I was five again. The passion of a five year old is outstanding. The emotion is condemning, and the heart of a five year old is innocent. Every day is happy. Weekends have no meaning, everyday is the same. Hurt is a tear, that fades away. Mom is life saver, and daddy is a hero. Breakfast is everyday, and responsibility means cleaning up your toys. Heart brake is non existent. The opposite sex has cooties. The world consists of your house, your road, and your neighborhood. Walmart is huge. School is still fun. Naps weren't necessary. Parents are forgiving. Friends seem like forever. Teachers are sweet and sensitive. Games are fun, and never ending. Patience isn't understood. Color doesn't matter, age is just a number. people are all equal. Everyone is happy. The earth isn't spinning. Pools are the best. No tests. No expectations. No one wants anything from you. Judgement isn't upon you. Work isn't needed. Life feels like forever. Sleep is unbearable. Christmas and birthdays are still exciting. Being tucked in is the best. Not crossing the street by yourself. Being kissed goodnight. Screaming and crawling into bed with another after a nightmare. Getting underdogs on the swings. Being pushed down slides. Sitting on shoulders. Man, I wish I was five again.

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