“Simpler Times”

I don’t usually write poetry, but in my grief decided to write one.

Naps. in two chairs

Long drives. here and there

Two years old. in a big fascinating world

I wonder. what it’s like to grow old

Not realizing. the simplicity in life

Kids tend. to materialize

This was the inspiration for my poem.

Papers and tests. like a rocket shoots in the sky

Sadness as how. fast life goes by

Things complicated right before my very eyes

My former life. I fantasize

Twenty two years old. in search of purpose

This I know. the future is certain