On Growing Up MAG

March 31, 2016
By kiraa BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
kiraa BRONZE, Natick, Massachusetts
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You know you’ve grown up when you can
no longer
Imagine things as you once did
Everything seems so distant
Swash-buckling pirate fights atop a ship’s mast
Fairies living in a tiny hut in the backyard
Mad Hatter-esque tea parties with famous
stuffed animals
Imaginary friends keeping you company
House and school and other make-pretend games
Turn into reality
Arguments with your parents over useless topics
Destroyed and decayed grass huts lay in the backyard
Out for coffee with regular people
Real friends to keep you company
School becomes a reality
It gets harder
Seems as if you ran out of pixie dust
And fell into reality on your way to Neverland
You grew up

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Secret1237 said...
on Apr. 11 2016 at 7:52 am
Secret1237, New City, New York
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I love he poem but I disagree. Growing up doesn't mean losing your imagination. My uncle is proof-Dude's like forty something and he still plays with his Harry Potter wand...

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