first days in that
magical school
of kindergarten,
wonder if i cried
before i walked
through the door.
least the teacher,
sunny as can be,
made us happy
to be in, and the
days were nice.
karate weighed me
down, but hey, at
least thursday was
reserved for pizza.
the fast food days
felt more special
than they do now,
like a holiday after
a week of learning.
mama took us out
blasting her shania,
singing in the car, i
almost felt like i was
at a massive concert.
moviegoing wasn’t as
frequent as before, and
the video games weren’t
all the rage, but we liked
hitting the arcade at the
mall, too bad it’s all gone.
sitting in the pile with kb
and blockbuster as relics
of a time when happiness
was a new toy you really
wanted to play with, and
sadness only came when
your favorite movie just
wasn’t in stock to rent.
the mall was different then.
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