you can’t help but be a little kid.
Sometimes you will pretend that the floor is lava
because the world can burn you so easily.
Sometimes you will talk to your imaginary friends
because they will listen more than the real ones.
Sometimes you will dress up for Halloween
because life is always about hiding.
Sometimes you will cry in your mother’s arms
because someday others will cry in yours.
Everyday you’ll grow more and more
until your stuffed animals don’t fit on your bed
and black olive rings won’t fit on your fingers,
but sometimes you just have to go backwards.
we learn the most about life when we are little,
and I’m surprised how much some people forget.