Little Old Me.
Poetry about youth and childhood
Do you remember the days on our old block
Us running around and laughing
As if everything in life was great
And nothing would go wrong
We’d camp out on your backyard sometimes
Watch the stars in the dark of night
Make a bonfire and roast marshmallows
Smiling like we don’t have a care in the world
And those times when we’d cuddle on the couch
To stay warm during those winter nights
I find myself missing you and those days
Because when I was younger
Dumb, wild and free
I didn’t have anything weighing me down
Being the little old me was fun
I didn’t have to worry about a thing
I had you and we both had each other
Can I hit the rewind button?
I wanna go back to those days again
Where it was just you and me
And just to feel happy
Be free and wild.
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch
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