A Time

A Time

There was a time when I played

There was a time when the great outdoors was the greatest wonder

There was a time when none of it mattered

There was a time when the natural wrought about fascination

There was a time when I imagined things. . .

There was a time just for me.

 

There was only one society, one religion, one tribe of peoples

One little world

One little place

One little girl

A girl of happiness

A girl of Faith

A girl of Unwavering confidence

A girl of Wonder

There was a time . . .

A time when the ingenious, the unwariness, the beauty . . . was bliss

Bliss, Like a mother, caring, and capturing, and shading

Bliss, a wonderful thing indeed, but not a forever cling

There was a time when Bliss held my small fingers

And there was a time I had to leave my little finger prints on Her door. .

There was a time

 

Now there is a time

A time of Pain

 A time of Tears

A time of Realization

A time when all Matters

A time of Ringing, and Clicking, and Typing

A time of Fear

A time of Bad

A time of New

Now there is a time

 

There are many societies, many religions, many different peoples

Big girls

Smart girls

Sad girls

Doubtful girls

Challenged girls

Realistic girls

Now there is a time

A time when Big girls learn, and learn, and learn, and keep learning

Reality, like a disease, unhealthy, unwholesome, and unwelcome,

Reality, an undesirable thing indeed, but forever sing the truth it will

There was a time when Reality left me lonely

There was a time when Reality came banging on my door

And there was a Time when I had to let Him in

Now there is a time

 

A time when I compare Myself

A time when I Hurt

A time when I Fail

A time when I don’t Understand

A time when I Cry

A time when I Mourn

Now there is a time

But this is a time, a wonderful time for me

This is a time of Love

A time of Gratitude

A time of Joy

A Time of Hard Work

A time of Willpower

A time of Passion

A time of Good

A Time of New!

This is the time when I drive

This is the time when I go places

This is the time I meet all sorts of peoples

This is the time when I practice

This is the time when I eat green things

This is the time when I excel

This is the time when I try

This I the time when I don’t give up!

This is the Time

The time I realize just how big the world is

The places, the people, the cultures, the morals, the modernized

The trials, the tribulation, the emotion, the colorless

But also the color

The light, the unity, the music, the time

The beauty, the strength, the resilience, the colorful.

I look at the Bad side of the world, I grow

I look at the good side of the world, I grow

I look at my side of the world, I grow

There was a time when I looked at all sides of the world

The time I grew up

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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