No More Child's Play

I'm an adult

With battle scars to prove it

Physical scars,

Emotional ones too.

Behind me are the days of innocence

When I was cared for

Loved

Coddled

Rather than the one offering care.

Allowed to play,

To roam,

To wander and wonder.

How easy things were

When big decisions were

Where to explore,

Whose imagination to tap,

Which parents to approach for snacks

Fun and games

Are not as they were

In Once Upon a Time time

But have shifted

No more jump ropes, swings, hopscotch

The musical soundtrack has also transformed

Children's tunes have faded,

Replaced with deeper, lyrical tunes.

I'm an adult

Childish things are behind me,

But occasionally, they're not beneath me.