Born under the sun of the blazing Arizona sky
So young was my mom, I never asked why.
My grandpa made jewelry of coral and turquois
I modeled them without a care, I hadn’t noticed boys!
Then to Colorado,
the place that I call home
I’ve lived there and left there
but always returned from wherever we’d roam.
On to Oklahoma for bible school they said
Sisters, work, and twisters
and a boyfriend,
Graduation in my head
It seems I’ve skipped some pieces
of my childhood so fast
The wonder years and innocence,
they just never last.
Legos and Barbie’s, and Tonka trucks, it’s true,
were some of my favorite playthings,
Books ranked high up there too
but my child, the poem is over
those toys, now belong to you!