I want to be 5 ..again..

I am tired of being the adult. The grown up.

I don't want to have to make sure we have the

proper food in the house. I don't want to have

to decide what to make for dinner.  I don't want

to have to make sure the bills are paid. The

clothes are clean.

I WANT TO BE 5 AGAIN..

Where I woke up at around 8 a.m.

I would get my clothes on and go to the

table and breakfast was already there.

The day would be full of playing with my toys

and running around outside. Seeing my friends.

Watch television cartoons.  And at lunch time,

my mom would call for me to come in eat.

Maybe a nap after lunch... and out to play

again. Until it was time for dinner.

Adults talking about things I don't understand,

Words like work and bills and maybe about

someone called the President. While I make

piles out of my dinner as I ate.  Followed by

desert, and no worries about being fat.

A warm bath, and pj's.. maybe some tv.

And then off to my warm bed. To have

the next day be the same.

The school would be new friends and learning

how to write my name.. and the playground.

Weekends would be filled with friends, and

rides in the car to the grocery store.. or just

to look at things around the highway. Summer

would be beaches... winter would be making

snowmen and angels.

My worse worry would be, would Santa

bring me the toy of my choice.  Which

would be forgotten by that day. As I

come down the stairs and see the

wonderment.. of the lights and presents.

At 5 everything would be new.. the wonderment

of animals and flowers, the ocean.... everything

in life would be a great adventure.  YEP, I want

to be 5..