Then I was a child with dreams a plenty
now I am almost 40 steeped in reality
Then I was reckless and carefree
Now I have learned to tread more carefully
Then I was friend to anyone with time
Now I keep a close circle, no longer blind
Then I was sporty, climbed trees, and captured flags
Now I like to run, inside, on moving mats
Then I could eat every treat without care
Now I treat my body as a temple, so much more aware
Then I would spend hours with pages and pages to write
Now I am still a poet day to day and night to night
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
My Poetry Collection DEMORTALIZING is out now!!!: https://a.co/d/5fqwmEb
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