Nostalgia

A Poem

Photo by Daniel Radford on Unsplash

Swinging as high as we could, back in the day, we thought we’d touch the sky.
We’d jump from our seats, catapulted by dreams of being “big” one day.
When I’m “big”, we’d say, I’m going to be, filling in random things that only a child dreams.
Our idea of “big” seemed, so far away. And it was, as we’d count the days
Summer vacation, then graduation after graduation. Occasions that were once in the future, are now a reality.
As…