My kids in the hood
imagine another world,
transporting me back.
Yes, we can all have a second childhood, and we don't have to wait until our 70s to do so. [Well, you don't so long as you're not Tony Randall and have a kid in your late 70s.] Now, off to One Single Impression to read the poets' take on childhood.
7 comments:
Heh. I wasn't quite Tony Randall, but I did wait until after 40 for my kids. It was worth the wait, though. I'm a much better mother than I would have been in my 20s.
A fun take on looking back; so true!
I loved your haiku on childhood. Very nice way to capture this.
My daughter imagines other worlds, and her imagination takes me far away, too.
Enjoyed this, though I like to think my first childhood never stopped. I just packaged him and open him in adulthood when it's time to have some fun.
He sometimes kicks and screams when he has to go back to allow me to be adult.
Oh so true. I think therein lies the beauty of it all.
Wishing you and your family a very happy Thanksgiving P.
Thank you for this little poem. It brought back memories of when my children were small and their play was so like mine had been!
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