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Child No More
May 17, 2018
Down comes Gods heavy tears
Puddles no longer a playground
Now simply a nuisance
Fragmented memories of
Rain tasting and puddle pacing
Replacing themselves with
The mundane of responsibility
And the bore of an adult life
The antithesis of the life you knew.
So step over that puddle,
Knowing what you've left
Behind you.
© Sarah Z., Shanghai, China
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I'm 18 years old and I love this site but never knew it existed. This poem was written when I was thinking about my past as a kid and wanting to leave behind my responsibilities as a legal adult.