I miss
the older times.
I was care free back then.
I wish for innocence again.
Time's up:
No more snacking and riding bikes,
running parks, flying kites,
trusting people
blindly.
A far
I have watched you
Your youth was so fragile
Eyes bright, heart light as you cackled
Held hands
Palms sweaty, lips slick from kisses
During our teenage
Old we had grown
Moved on.
Young age
My first tooth lost
Put in a sandwich bag
Accidently thrown away now
Trash can
Mommy's digging frantically
Daddy takes a picture
For the Fairy
Instead
Summer
Ice cream, pavement
Melting dreams down the grille
Blue eyes crying, a hug from Mom
Better
But still leaving a sense of loss
No kind words can comfort
Nor ease the pain
Lost love