I’m too big for the baby bars
On the jungle gym
I’m too old to make mudpies
With my little brother Tim

I no longer have tea parties
With imaginary friends
One must give up silliness
When early childhood ends

I retired my blue blanket
It was tattered, worn, and torn
And it made me look so foolish
Like some kid who’d just been born

My rubber ducky’s in the trash
I’ve started taking showers
Now I’m texting all my friends
On the phone for hours

I miss those carefree days
When a kid could be a kid
Sometimes I reminisce
About all the things I did

by Richard W. Bray

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