I open the gates
And take a trip down memory lane
Everything’s changed since then
My childhood is gone but not forgotten
I remember riding my bike on the driveway
Now there’s a six-car garage in its place
I remember running around the big hallway
Now it’s filled with people
Praising the changes
I remember feeding the fish in the fountain
Now the fountain’s gone
And the fish are long dead
I remember playing on the swing set
Now it’s just a fragment in my memory
I remember playing in my old bedroom
Looking out of the window from that little ledge inside
The realtor tore out the interior walls and made it a living room
But I haven’t forgotten the way it used to be
I remember the giant pool in the backyard
It was fourteen feet deep
I used to jump from the ledge into the water
Now it’s a lap pool
Diminished from its former ways
Like everything I loved about this house
This house is filled with memories
Everything’s changed since then
But there’s still a place in my heart
That yearns for the years of being a kid again
My childhood is gone but not forgotten.
-Lucy
Comments
Ahh, there is so much sadness in this piece, but a sparkle of happiness too. Sadness for all that's gone away, happiness and appreciation for what once was. It reminds me of that quote about returning to the places you used to love only to notice how you yourself have changed with the landscape (I don't actually remember how it goes or who said it). I found this piece so relatable too -- we all long to return to childhood sometimes; it's a lifelong condition.
this is so nostalgic and bittersweet, thank you for sharing it! i love the last part, where you sign your name; it adds a nice diaristic element. :)
Log in or register to post comments.