six again

I WANT TO BE SIX AGAIN

I want to go to McDonald's and think it's the best place inthe world to eat.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and makewaves with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money 'cause you can eat them.
I want to play kickball during recess and stay up onChristmas Eve waiting to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof.
I long for the days when life was simple. When all you knewwere your colors, the addition tables, and simple nursery rhymes,but it didn't bother you because you didn't know what you didn'tknow, and you didn't care.
I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym,and field trips.
I want to be happy because I don't know what should make me upset.
I want to think the world is fair, and everyone in it ishonest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible. Sometime, while Iwas maturing, I learned too much. I learned of nuclear weapons,starving and abused kids, and unhappy marriages.
I want to be six again.
I want to think that everyone, including myself, will liveforever because I don't know the concept of death.
I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life, and beoverly excited by the little things again.
I want television to be something I watch for fun, not somethingI use for escape from the things I should be doing.
I want to live knowing the little things I find exciting willalways make me as happy as when I first learned them.
I want to be six again.
I remember not seeing the world as a whole, but rather beingaware of only the things that directly concerned me.
I want to be naive enough to think that if I'm happy, so iseveryone else.
I want to walk down the beach and think only of the sandbeneath my feet, and the possibility of finding that blue pieceof sea glass I'm looking for.
I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding mybike, letting the grownups worry about time, the dentist, andhow to find the money to fix the car.
I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up, not worry whatI'll do if this doesn't work out.
I want that time back. I want to use it now as an escape.So that when my computer crashes, I have a mountain of paperwork,two depressed friends, or second thoughts about so many things,I can travel back and build a snowman without thinking aboutanything except whether the snow sticks together. What I canpossibly use for the snowman's mouth?
I want to be six again


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