Tag: nostalgia

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 156

Day 156: “Grief Has No Age Limit”

Younger me

is grieving too

Grieving her kitty

Grieving her best friend

Grieving the sweet kitten she found in the tree out front

The one she fed and brought home

The one she cuddled with

And made a space for

The one she came home to from school

And pet

And chatted with

The one she listened to purring

As she drifted off to sleep

Younger me needs to curl up

With her stuffed animals

Watch “Hannah Montana”

And cry

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 141

Day 141: “Ginger Ale”

The mountains, the porch swing

The breeze as the sky gets dark

You come, scratch my back

Sit next to me

We look at the stars starting to become visible in the sky

We sit in silence

Admiring the beauty

The closeness

After a while, it’s cold enough that we go inside

Surprising for Arizona

You ask if you can get me anything

I think of all the treats and treasures here

Peanut M&Ms

Rice Krispies

Icebreakers

But I say, “Ginger ale, please”

You go to the other fridge

The one by the garage

And come back with two in hand

We sit on the couch, drinking ginger ale

and watching Shirley Temple

You scratch my back

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 127

Day 127: “Stuffed Animals”

“Toy Story”

made me believe in the not-yet-seen

taught me empathy

I thought my stuffed animals were alive

I’d memorize where I left them

Sometimes putting them in crazy positions

Challenging them

To be the same when I returned

I said goodbye to them

Tried to cuddle them all equally

Told them I loved them

I never did catch them moving

Now I know they’re not alive

They can’t move

They don’t speak when I’m not there

But that doesn’t mean they don’t have feelings

So I still say goodbye to them

Try to cuddle them all equally

And tell them I love them

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 109

Day 109: “Jumping”

Growing up

I didn’t know how to jump

I’d try and try

but would only ever get to my tippy toes

My gymnastics coaches would cheer and shout

As I ran down the trampoline

Never picking both feet off the ground at the same time

You know, jumping

But eventually I did learn

I can’t say I can get great elevation

or distance

or anything

But I can propel myself up

And lift my two feet off the ground

You know, jump

Now I do 50 jumps every day

My younger me would be so proud

Well, actually she thought she was jumping too

Didn’t realize her toes were still on the ground

She wasn’t the brightest

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 106

Day 106: “Snow Falling”

Snow falling

Stops time

Makes everything beautiful

Gives me butterflies

Giddy

Fluttering butterflies

It brings me back to being a kid

Seeing my school district flash by on the news

No school!

Watching the snow fall

Blanketing the world

Taking sheet pans out to the driveway

Using them as makeshift sleds

Building an igloo in the plowed snow on the side of the road

Now I sit

Watching the snow fall

Feeling like a little kid

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 88

Day 88: “This Time of Year”

This time of year

feels like a warm hug

a cup of hot cocoa, when the marshmallow sticks to your lip

sitting on the vent with a blanket, filling it up with warm air

finding the perfect gift

when your face just starts getting numb after walking in the cold, making it harder to form words

staying up all night praying for a snow day

string lights cozifying your place

your cat trying to eat the artificial tree

candles, lots and lots of candles

bundling up just to still have your toes feel cold

nostalgia, so much nostalgia it hurts

music that makes you feel young, loved, comfortable

warmth emanating from everywhere

It just feels like magic

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 66

Day 66: “Lorde & Savior”

I press play

Close my eyes

Breathe

I’m transported

to 2017

“Melodrama” CD blasting

Feeling new feelings

Maturing

Freeing

Enjoying the summer

For once

When I open my eyes

It’s not 2017

It’s now

Still hot as heck

But

Somehow I can tolerate the heat

When I’m listening to “Virgin”

I feel free

Fed

Awake

Confident

Grown

Alive

Capable

Cool

Lorde might just have saved my summer