Do you remember dressing up
like old ladies
rummaging through mother's hats
in search of something just right?
running across baseball diamonds
through forests
and between the waves
Crashing down to the shore,
picking ourselves up and leaping
back into the tide?
Remember those quiet adventures
in the backyard, dreaming of
lava monsters and people
beyond our sight?
Was it just yesterday that we
entered the world with lunch pails
and toothless grins?
Was it yesterday we played
101 Dalmatians and laughed for
no reason when mom and dad
weren't looking?
My arms ache to hold the
little brother I once knew
but I'm learning to appreciate
the man that you've become
and let go of growing up
amidst the changing seasons
of this life
we will never be too old
to dress-up
and remember.
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