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Remember MAG
When I'm sitting on the edge of my thoughts,
My toes tend to curl,
And I remember.
There were endless days,
Lost in an innocent world;
Countless hours filled with mud pies on hot summer days
While wearing purple-popsicle lips;
Peapod parties on the soothing coolness of a green linoleum floor,
All tiny specks of importance to a wonder-filled, freckle-faced girl.
Realizing now ...
I wish I were small again,
My worries too;
If only to save the helpless earthworms on the driveway
From drowning in shadowy puddles after a storm.
In the rippled water I see reflections of a child, mature,
Her own emotions causing rain to sprinkle her thoughts.
She remembers; she realizes.
I remember; I realize.
It was then I never ventured too close to the edge,
And it is now that I am afraid of falling off,
Always questioning my possession of strength to climb to the top,
Once more,
Many, many times.
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