I am thinking back, to a time when I was small
A time of less restrictions, no artistic walls
Resourceful playful vision, creating story lines
A child writing busy scripts, in my busy mind.
Future building blocks, for creative paths ahead
Nights of playful dreams, as I passed the time in bed
Absorbing life around me, with filters of my choice
blending my emotions, gave birth to my own voice.
Now and then in later years, I often do look back.
Why I am this person, was my train of thought on track?
The many forks, countless lanes, the choices I have taken
I am thinking back, to these thoughts I have awakened.
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