NOSTALGIA (I CANT REMEBER)

in #poetry3 months ago

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My childhood is comprised
of pockets and
mouthfuls of sugar,
of running and never getting tired
of running from the loving hand
that never got tired of loving,
of the sun setting too early
and rising too late,
of a thousand whippings
I wish I never had and
of a thousand bad kisses
I wish I had,
and a thousand more things
I can't remember