A single petal,
floats upon the wind,
reminding me of summers,
that long ago have been.
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Carefree times,
shared outside with friends.
Growing closer, growing apart,
some things that start must end.
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Getting older day by day,
we watch each other grow up.
Going through boyfriends and girlfriends,
and much more tougher stuff.
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Middle school, High school,
graduation, college.
Learning of the world around us,
gaining better knowledge.
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But soon reality kicks in,
those carefree times are done.
Your inner child disappears,
and adulthood's finally won.
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But as I walk reflecting these times,
a smile comes to my face.
And at times I wish I could go back,
to that happy carefree place.
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Now I've found a real love,
and getting ready to settle.
And still think of the good times,
all because of a single petal.
~*~ Jill ~*~
beautiful poem