Remembering Twelve
Do I want to remember
when I was twelve
so long ago,
When I was suffering
between being a kid
and a teenage brat.
Making demands
no one understood.
Dreams of
faraway places
I wanted to run.
I wanted to explore.
I wanted to be
like the city kids.
I was tired of being
a country kid.
when I was twelve
so long ago,
When I was suffering
between being a kid
and a teenage brat.
Making demands
no one understood.
Dreams of
faraway places
I wanted to run.
I wanted to explore.
I wanted to be
like the city kids.
I was tired of being
a country kid.
© Mary Nida Smith
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