The Passing of Time

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They use to tell me to stay young as long as I could

Not be in a rush to grow up – yet every child

(and believe me I was no exception) dreams of the

Days when they don’t have to follow the rules

Dreams of running free and staying out as late

As you want – no curfew needed……GROWN!

I spent hours daydreaming about “when I get married”

As crazy as things could be in my house I never

Thought those terrible times would continue when

I grew up – total immunity from all things gone wrong

Childhood, teenage years, spending hours thinking

About and wondering if a boy would ever like me

or just how I could get the attention of that boy I liked –

A first kiss, how would that even work?

Times when the most important thing in my life was

What outfit I’d wear to school the next day,

Wondering when the day would come that

I could wear heels and maybe a little make up

Scrounging up enough money to buy the latest record…

‘Ooh Baby, Baby’, “The Tracks of my Tears”…..”More

Love” – yep love was the “thing” to pursue at all

Cost… and then it happened……

I grew up never to know that freedom I once dreamed

Of and about that staying out late…..

I can barely keep my eyes open around 10 o’clock

(Which I remember that used to  be the hour to go out

……”.Hey, where the party at?”)

And though I’ve loved, I’ve lost – and Lord knows

My feet hurt much too much for the heels I once coveted

There are no such thing as records anymore and

Who cares if someone likes me….bring on the sweats

And jeans. Throw on the sneakers and go for a run

Back at home sun waning, trying to hang on just

a little while longer

I slide down into an epsom salt bath

To ease away the aches and pains as I listen to

All the oldies on my streaming device.

No more daydreaming for me…..

Nighty night snuckums!!!