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When I was a child

November 6, 2010
By MariaMarie DIAMOND, Washington Court House, Ohio
MariaMarie DIAMOND, Washington Court House, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
"Life's a mountain on a beach"-Unknown
"Will: This is either madness or brilliance. Sparrow: It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide."-Pirates of the Caribbean:Curse of the Black Pearl.


When I was a child,
I wondered when i blew a kiss,
if it reached its destination.
Now,
I still blow a second quiet kiss-
willing it to go the distance.

When I was a child,
I watched The Rug-rats Movie with

my family,
For days I feared the

strange monkeys.
Now,
I watch many ranges of movies-
I fear the ghosts and zombies.

When I was a child,
I waited for mommy or daddy

to kiss me goodnight,
to tuck me into bed.
Now,
I turn my mommy's TV off

and turn the lights on

for Daddy-
One resting from a long day

at work and the other

soon to arrive the same.

When I was a child,
The Grinch was one of my favorite

movies,
I wanted him to be my husband.
Now,
The Grinch is a nice memory-
and the thoughts of marriage are

too complicating.

When I was a child,
I once wrote on the wall

the word 'CAT',
and then blaimed it on my three

year old sister.
Now,
I help my brother and sister write

on things with chalk-
to make a crazy and pretty

picture.

When I was a child,
I grew excited to hear my

Grandmother's stories,
she had special ones for each of

us.
Now,
I ask my Gram to repeat those

stories on occasions-
when the younger ones aren't

keeping her busy.

When I was a child,
my cousins were my best friends,
two in-particular.
Now,
I have too many friends to keep up

with-
and I miss my best friends.

When I was a child,
I fell asleep to the rhythm of a

back-rub,
my Grandparents knew just how to

get me.
Now,
I quietly day- dream myself to

sleep-
creating my own imaginative

stories.

When I was a child,
I couldn't understand why

teenagers got so caught up in

friends and activities,
I thought they must hate being at

home.
Now,
I survive from filling my schedule

so full I barely have time to

breathe-
but all the while all I want is to

be home.

When I was a child,
Home was with the sweet melodies

of family bliss,
Where people knew you best.
Now,
Home is in my heart-
with the people that I love and

the things that I miss.


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