Growing Up

Published in the Crusader 2012, Waldorf College.

Sticky fingers.

Cotton candy and corndogs.

The way a chest rises and falls when breathing.

Milkshakes and trips to the coffee house.

Burning toes on the fresh pavement.

Dandelions-

I still don’t consider them weeds, you know.

Sweaty palms.

Lollipops or suckers, whichever you prefer.

The first raindrops,

and the smell of worms.

I hate the feeling of muddy toes

but love the hot sand under my feet.

Broken watches-

time runs away.

Dripping ice cream cones.

Macaroni and cheese.

Dinosaur chicken nuggets.

The way buttons remind me of pig noses.

Thunder-

I still believe you can see it at night,

even if it is just a sound.

Just know,

that you’re not the only one

who’s afraid of empty halls

and wishing stars-

I’m afraid of the future, too.

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