I Wish I Was Six

November 29, 2010
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Sometimes I close my eyes
and I wish I was six again,
when I would awake
from a nightmare
and cry out
for the parents I thought I knew,
who would come to comfort me,
groggy and heavy-lidded
And when I awoke the next morning,
I would remember nothing
of the dream,
which is why I yearn
to be six once more,
because I know
that when I wake up tomorrow,
my nightmare
will not have ended.

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