You’ll Find Your Childhood on the Side of the Road
There’s an optimistic day in March
When the weather is as warm as Summer
That brings back fond memories of things you have lost
As you drive along to your favorite songs
You notice a doge ball, weathered and torn
On an un-kept lawn.
Forgotten and abandoned, akin to your own childhood,
You pull over to retrieve this relic of your own innocence
And give it a home.
As the springtime summer breeze hits you again.
You carry the re-birth of your childhood happiness
And marvel at the fact that you found your childhood on the side of the road.