TRICKS OUR CHILDHOOD PLAYED ON US

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We were young, naive, and fun seeking
We would carve out images from the palm tree or plantain tree leaves which might end up as a warrior or the face of a man
We would sit under the moonlight wishing we could pluck the stars and save it forever
We would point our torch to the skies just to see its reflection among the stars
We keep wondering why the sun keeps chasing us and never stop when we travel
Or why the road seems wet and gets dry when we get to the spot we thought was wet
We keep trying to catch rain drops but they always slip away from our grip
We often wish to elope to the cartoon world where all things are possible even flying without wings
We create imaginary friends so they can serve as solace when everyone annoys us
We always try to run towards the setting sun to see if we could catch it
We try to do abrakadabra tricks on situations thinking we are the Wizard of Oz
We even try to be animals to see what the jungle feels like
We did more mind-blowing acts in bid for perfection…

Now we are adults, we understand that perfection is a quirk we must strive to attain
We can now laugh at the tricks childhood played on us, although we often wish we could have that naïve life back and start each day thinking we can save the world… 4372177b724bfe6df32860cc7bd76170

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By Ruth Brodrick. All rights reserved ©. This article should not be shared or used without the author’s permission.

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15 thoughts on “TRICKS OUR CHILDHOOD PLAYED ON US”

  1. As always miss Brodick, manages to capture truth with such vividness that it leaves us with a mental picture rich enough to taste and feel. One of my best poets, human beings and someone who makes you a better person just by being with her

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