An Ode to The Past

Takes me back
Takes me back to the playground
Where grass tickles the toes and hands touch clean sand in sandboxes
Mother’s snacks placed in a diaper bag that I was too old for
But I didn’t care, my momma loved me
As she watched me play, living and loving life
The sun beats down on me
Just like she would if I didn’t come-a-runnin’ by the second time she called my name
But I was too busy
Busy bobbing on seesaws, swinging on swings and whirling on the big toy thing
That could have you spinning in circles for hours
As your mind vomits from being dizzy
You stand up and do it again because you subconsciously love the feeling

Takes me back...
© 2007