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Back When I Was a Child

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I could not wait to get older. I now, sometimes, wish I was a kid again.
My mom made sure I knew my A’s from B’s.
We had toys, games and riding my bicycle was my heaven on earth.
We actually knew our neighbor’s names.
When I knew I was going to get a whooping, I would run out faster before I could scream, run!
People broke crayons and not hearts.
Rock & Roll was the thing.
The birds I used to draw look like flying mustaches.
I did not have to worry about owning the newest technology.
We had to rewind the VHS and not just skip to a scene.
I thought dust bunnies were a real animal.
I climbed on the trees, played with boys and somehow it was alright.
I would have never imagined that I would be where I am today.
Internet? What was that?!
Life was so much simpler!

©️Angela Aguiar

Pictionary

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If I were an alphabet, I would typify myself as a valley, accentuated with a mutable lawn, busty decor of regal flowers covering the decadent book and thesaurus ready to jump at any moments notice. I would use the best piercing, bright shining letters I could find in the dictionary and make a sitcom of chatty words that would silently parachute on paper, the ones way up there humorously sedating the phrases cocooned in flash drives ready to be printed. Snitching on the thesaurus it wasn’t as Google would say, don’t call me by my name, embracing the pitiable paragraph about an engraved picture, it was but a music note it wasn’t either.
©️Angela Aguiar

A Passing Sentence

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When the world seems lonely out there and you just want to curl up under a sheet and let time go, to realizing it caught wind of a passerby and stalled. Nothing happens by accident. All have a purpose. One may not know today but in due time it will be self explanatory, a blur, a passing sentence on a embellished article. A story within a story of an interesting journey.

©️Angela Aguiar