Those times of pixie dust, and magic carpets,
Singing birds and poisonous apples.
I want to go back to a simpler time,
When my whole world consisted of fairy tales.
To when me and Jerry set Tom's tail on fire,
To when my favorite puppet's nose grew leaves,
To when I knew exactly who I was.
Living in the story books and TV shows, anything could happen to me and I would be okay,
'Cause I knew that I had Hercules looking over my shoulder,
And Robin Hood right around the corner.
I miss fighting dragons and dancing in elegant ball gowns.
I miss my old friends, Mad Hatter and Winnie the Pooh.
I want swim under the sea with Ariel,
And fly around with Dumbo.
I miss playing in the sandbox with Tommy and Chuckie,
Phil and Lil.
I miss everything that life used to be.
I wish I could go back.
This poem brought back so many memories that I haven't thought about for a really long time! It was almost sad to realize how far in the past all of it was and yes I also wish I could go back!
ReplyDeleteGreat use of allusion to get your point across...the magic of those experiences is something that sadly cannot be repeated and we often don't look back on those times simply because we know they can't be relived or repeated since we have grown so much older and "wiser"...Great tone!
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