Almost Six

Handsome devil I was then.


This is me at almost-six.
Happy in my roguish tricks;
Handsome devil I was then,
Full of dreams that might-have-been –

If I was back there again,
I’d, no doubt, do what I did;
For, we’re always “us” at heart,
That’s a fate that none can rid –

So I’d laugh and cry and run,
Trip and fall and skin my knees;
Drive my older brother nuts,
Get my pizza with plain cheese –

Read and read and read and read –
That’s what I did at that age;
If I did go back again,
I’d devour every page

Just as I did way back then.
I can’t say those days I miss:
All they were is what they were —
Food for kindly prompts
Like this

= = = = =

Daily Prompt: “Life’s a Candy Store” — You get to be a 6-year-old kid again for one day and one day only — plan your perfect 24 hours. Where do you go, what do you do, and with whom?

= = = = =

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

8 thoughts on “Almost Six”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s