Verses On Youth

I like to leaf through old diary entries. Today, I found this one, from 2007.

Lightning bugs flash across fields
The smell of summer rain and
Bug juice on palms.
The first time eating at a fast food joint,
Happy meal included.
The pear tree in the yard
Scary in night.
Mommy's fingers running through my hair.
Daddy and his paper nailed firmly to a chair.

Bittersweet sunset, children called in.
Rain and measles and watching all my friends.

Before the age of 7
Nothing seemed real
And everything after is just a dream
Of the future as I read upon my past.