A Letter to Life

Dear Life,

I remember
a time when it was cool to rhyme,
and parents would applaud because you knew that
dog rhymed with
hog and log.
Smog and dog and frog and ribbit.
Wait, ribbit? That doesn’t rhyme,
I  know.
Giggling until I was gasping for air.

I remember
when it was okay to
Because the person you stared at usually
stared back
and made funny faces until you laughed.
those were good times.
Good times indeed.

See, I remember
how if you swallowed watermelon seeds,
a watermelon tree would grow
in your
And if you ate broccoli,
your hair would turn
But you see,
that was before me.
That was the me
I used to be.
Before I met you.

Yeah, you.
Who taught me that
doesn’t grow on trees,
and that hospitals don't
make babies,
to put in Mommy’s belly,
only to take it out again.
Who taught me that,
and that I have to go to school.
Because if I don't,
my “Most often heard saying” will be:
“Hi, welcome to McDonalds. May I take your order?”
Who taught me that
certain colleges
have better
so make sure you get into one of
soon enough,
you’ll be living on your own, so make sure you’re
fully grown,
before you do.
Thanks, Life.
For everything.
For giving me a false perception of you,
only to have the truth
at the worst of times.
For making it
to turn back time,
but for giving me 16, 18, 20, 21, 25,30, and 50
to look forward to.
Because maybe,
just maybe,
you’ll improve by then.
I mean, you could…

Either way,
thanks for taking the
out of my childhood,
even though it’s still going on.


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RaeepovThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Aug. 24, 2016 at 4:08 pm
Na this is really good, things have changed so much as we get older. Check out my review TeenInk.com/reviews/book_reviews/article/913479/Dead-Time-by-Anne-Cassidy/
MandyJordan said...
Aug. 2, 2016 at 9:43 am
it fills the void, it tells me what is the reason for all these duties we pay now .. we ain't free anymore.. we ain't kid anymore. beautiful write
LitttleMissSunshine said...
Jul. 27, 2016 at 11:49 pm
I liked this a lot! It was very raw and very honest. I think the best poems focus on feelings instead of a pattern. Good work!
Mr.Reeves replied...
Jul. 28, 2016 at 9:57 am
Thanks @LitttleMissSunshine I really appreciate it :)
LitttleMissSunshine replied...
Jul. 28, 2016 at 6:50 pm
You're welcome!
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