To The Broken Glass In The Bottom of Empty Drawers
When I was a kid
I used to think Caspar the Ghost
lived in the vents of my room.
I would tie scarves to my ceiling fan
and pretend I was Tarzan.
I thought my front yard was Terabithia
I’d hide in my closet and pretend it was Narnia.
Everyday after school
I’d check for my Hogwarts letter.
And I got a white rabbit,
perhaps he’ll lead me to Wonderland.
My favorite book was “I Feel Silly Today”
I memorized all the words
To me it was gospel.
I used to sleep with all my stuffed animals
because I thought they’d be sad if I didn’t
I’d write stories in my head
and act them out with my Barbie Dolls.
I was always creating
My mom says I could sing
before I could talk and
I’d draw the prettiest pictures
she’d ever seen
I wore pink-frilly dresses
and played in the mud
I collected broken pieces of windows
and old toys
that I found on the playground.
They sat in old boxes in my dresser drawers.
I said please and thank you
I also broke a girl’s nose,
pushed my cousin out of a tree,
pulled the fire alarm
because I didn’t want to get in trouble,
I stole a toy doll,
and snuck out to the playground
because I didn’t wanna be in class.
That all happened before the age of six
And all at different schools
Most teachers didn’t like me.
I watched cartoons and read books
I also played video games
They all taught me important life lessons
that are worth knowing.
I ran into water fountains
in the middle of a big city
and didn’t care that people
stuck their noses up and shook their heads.
I used to keep a lot of secrets
My stuffed animals only understood me,
because sometimes they saw things.
I don’t often write about the good parts of my beginnings
So I’m sorry that this poem is a little bit long.
Every once in awhile I need a reminder,
that I’ve had a pretty good life.
Despite the broken glass sitting in the drawers of my dresser.
Despite not ever finding the second star on the right
Or a bunny with a stopwatch.
Or giant to tell me I’m meant for something greater than this.
Despite the broken toys or scraped knees.
Thank you for reminding me.