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
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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?
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That almost-six year kid you describe so vividly? Looks like he could use a bit of attention. 🙂
Perhaps…
You were so adorable (with the two front teeth 😉
I have the same haircut now.
What a coincidence!
Were you tall for 6?
Not that I recall. I was thin, I remember that.
Aw.