To the first grade me

 

 

Come back to me , my first grade self, and quickly.

 

I miss you.

 

"It's been a long day, from where we began, and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again".

 

Will I ever see you again? 

 

 Just take me for a few hours days. 

 

Can we go climb trees, spend every afternoon

 

doing flips on the trampoline.

 

 

 

When I come visit you, let's go on adventures in the backyard

 

that I could call mine then.

 

Let's be Indians.

 

Let's color a picture of what life should be.

 

Fun.

 

Every night when mom scrubbed you in the bathtub, she couldn't get the corners of your mouth to go anywhere but up.

 

Why am I not like that anymore?

 

What changed in me?