When I Was Young . . .

When I was young, I dreamed big dreams of earth and sky,

of progress and promise.

Context was safety, and I was so safe as to not know what real danger even looked like.

Though it would not have been right to stay in that cocoon of love and acceptance,

I often wonder

if that young girl had known what was really afoot in the wide, wide world,

the wild, wild real world,

would she have dared to traipse beyond the green fields,

the treehouses, and sandy riverbanks,

the hot-breath Holsteins, the feral cats made tame,

the safety of happiness, of home?

Would she have dared to sling a Harmony archtop guitar over her shoulder and run headlong into the unknown,

to explore the more complicated

and often darker underbelly of the world.

Probably.

But can I go back home now?

(photo of the home place is at my other blog site https://apronheadlilly.wordpress.com/)

About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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7 Responses to When I Was Young . . .

  1. Karen Herman says:

    This made me tear up a bit ❤️❤️

    Karen

  2. Beautiful poem. 🙂

  3. Weird that it doesn’t show. I saw it in the side panel. Hmm.

    Dear Lily, I often try to enter comments, but I’m always rejected. It doesn’t like my username, then it doesn’t like my email address! I try to get a new password, but am automatically am rejected. Sorry!

    Leila

    *From:* A p r o n h e a d — Lilly *Sent:* Tuesday, June 15, 2021 3:05 PM *To:* leila_schroeder@sil.org *Subject:* [New post] When I Was Young . . .

    apronheadlilly posted: ” When I was young, I dreamed big dreams of earth and sky, of progress and promise. Context was safety, and I was so safe as to not know what real danger even looked like. Though it would not have been right to stay in that cocoon of love and “

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