Poem



		Everything about this poem is true, and I don't plan on reading it many times in the future, you'll see why. For full effect I suggest reading it slow, letting the voice in your head read it to you, as if savoring it's own memories.

I Feel Like A Kid Again By Jason Johnston When I walk with Mother Earth I feel like a kid again When, to a sunrise, the East gives birth I feel like a kid again Watching the stars, in a dark country sky I feel like a kid again And the sun in the West as it dies I feel like a kid again When I hear my mother sing I feel like a kid again When I see a wild horse grazing I feel like a kid again When I'm watching a storm I feel like a kid again On an empty beach, the day so warm I feel like a kid again When I see a hand slide from under my bed I feel like a kid again It touches my foot, cold, slimy, and dead And I feel like a kid again When I feel ridiculous I feel like a kid again But now I must lie awake, I must Cause I feel like a kid again When I yearn for my parents' room I feel like a kid again I could run, but it could too And it makes me feel like a kid again Too scared to think I drop to the floor And I'm a scared little kid, once again I hear it growl when I reach their door And I cry, like a kid again But I've made it in, all is well And I'm a content little kid again Curled up by their bed, into my sleep I fell Where I dream of one day being older, again

	I don't run to my parents' room, no. But I always go back to my childhood in my mind and remember those times of emotional work-outs, going from pure happiness in the day-time to pure terror at night.

			Because every day is important.

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