In Simpler Times

We only spend 9 years

In single digits.

And unless you're really keen

Most stick it out at double.

There were simpler times.

When washroom buddies were a thing

When we'd sing songs,

Clap hands

And is wasn't childish, per se,

It was simpler times.

It was deciding to ditch orchestra to beat the rain.

It was when seven people lived here instead of four.

It was when we went more places because of children's discounts

- and money wasn't so complicated.

Simpler times were getting your kimchi cut for you and all the spicy pepper flakes licked off.

Simpler times were two recesses and snack breaks with coat racks at the back of the class.

Simpler times were crying about damp books from the rain and finding solutions for cheap cloth backpacks.

How I wish

We could go back

To simpler times.

When people still talked to me for the fact that I was a child

When playing in the snow was fun even if you were alone.

Grandma's yellow plastic cup.

Sleeping in mom's room.

Snowbanks were like mountains.

Friend was a loose term.

When I could carry Bunny around.

Before things got confusing.

And choices were made.

And people left.

When mood wasn't determined

By the lighting of the house

When I didn't find the words she wrote

About killing herself -

But were they really simpler times?

-r.k.

(UPDATE)

I am back and no longer away! I apologize, dear city. I will make a duty to post more frequently. YEAH! Expect something worth your while soon!

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