I miss the lazy mornings.
The mornings when I would wake up
and there would be no school that day.
Or maybe it was a snow day
A delayed day
A day when all I would have to care about was
What should I have for breakfast?
What should I do to combat the boredom?
I miss those mornings where “being an adult”
Was something to be excited about.
I can’t wait to be independent
I can’t wait to not have to do chores
I can’t wait to be an adult. …
It was Harry’s Supermarket
The place we all knew
The place we all went to.
There was a time
When I was younger
A toddler really
And yes, I remember that time
I remember most things in life except when
I was a baby.
No one remembers being a baby.
But there was a time,
A time inside Harry’s that I stood beside my momma
We wove up and down and
Up and down
The aisles looking for
The “essentials” as momma called it
When I saw it.
It was glistening red.
A sugar pop.
This time last year, I was spending Christmas in Japan with a wonderful host family who were kind, adventurous, funny, and just an all around joy to be with. Since then, I think we can all agree that much has happened in the world from COVID to Politics to movements that need to happen. …