When I was a child…
I may have been five or six
Then maybe eight or so…. ?
But, very meek and mild.
I know I had a shadow
I was fearful of most times
And monsters hid in places
I did not dare to go.
I walked back and forth to school
Saddling all my nerve
Had a few there to call friends
And nuns you couldn’t fool.
I was just one of five
And teachers would compare
Smart, quiet, mannerly… ?
…Afraid to act alive.
When a little older
I wore a rebel tag
The quiet one- then became
Brazen- and far bolder.
Many years have grown on me
Yet here I’m still in school
Learning lessons ever harder
And now it occurs to me….
Though I don’t know how,
…I had the age and size….
I never was a child
But I’d love to be one now.