••REWIND••
Rewind to the time,
When we were kids,
Those summer vacations filled with playing all day long,
Telling stories and becoming a monster,
To whom everyone was scared.
The time filled with only laughter and pranks on each other,
Paper planes and sandcastles were the best moments.
Now that we look back,
Feels desperate to do those things once again,
With the same love and enjoyment,
But we are here stuck in this moment,
Where only we can see past,
But not live or cast.
Sometimes life behaves rudely,
And sometimes we behave rude to life.
All we need to live like the child on the playground,
Watching everything carefully and staying on the ground.
©kimberlly
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