My child begs for 1 more chance
to ride the highest roller coaster.
She wants to climb one more tree,
to hear the sounds of playful laughter
and listen to it echo off the sunset.
My child giggles at the grass,
wriggling her toes into greeness.
She wants to fly to another place
to hear the sounds of foreign voices
and watch the sunlight streaming through the mountains.
My child smiles at the candy
wanting 1 of each and every kind.
She longs to be spirited away
to experience the thrill of love,
but the child with her says, “Grandma. You’re too old!”