You’ve always been my by biggest strength.
Though some would call it a weakness.
In my adult years, I cling to this piece of myself that has not disappeared.
I long for the new adventures I can take myself on.
I long for the endless possibilities.
I feel sadness for those who have lost that spark.
And as I look at my daughter, who plays pretend with even something as simple as pens. I hope she never loses her imagination either.