To Be Ten

Posted in An Ongoing Journal..., Elihu's Room, Mommy Mind

As tired as we both were, tonite, when we got into bed, our minds would not stop and we continued to chat as old friends who haven’t seen each other in a very long time will do…. Elihu had a poem inside of him, so I got out the computer to get his thoughts down as soon as I could…

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to be ten is something different. it’s not what you used to be,

everything is different, all the things you hear and see…

are not quite the same as they were when you were nine

cuz when you were only nine, everything seemed good, and fine

but now that you’ve turned ten you say to yourself again

I don’t think things are quite the same as they used to be…

Elihu

Published by wingmother

Mother, musician and writer. Seeker of knowledge, lover of humor and good food.

2 thoughts on “To Be Ten”

  2. Hi Holly! Elihu’s waxing sentimental these days… there’s a bit of apprehension in the house about what it is to be turning the collective 60! xo

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