Nostalgia

Scent, Paint, Walls

This place where time cautiously crawled by

Days stretched out before us

Like an endless ocean

We were limited only by our imagination

Together we crafted unto the canvas

Honest heroes with helpless heroines

Love was pure and simple for a seven year old

At night shadows became puppets

Priceless performances played beneath a

Glowing stickers shine

We were

Truly young

Truly free

Our cares were as light

As the feathers that

Filled our cushions

How we take such moments for granted

We childishly turned our nose up at homework

School was a place exiled from the comforts of home

O how those memories fill our hearts

Of simpler times

Of relative innocence

There were things we didn’t know

Sometimes almost wish we never had to know

But as what has been written

When I became a man, I put away childish things

Reality has dawned upon us

And we calmly stand

Faced with the truth

Off a cold harsh world we call

Adulthood