Bumps and scars

All my bumps and scars

Are from days when I was young

Unafraid to make mistakes

To scrape a nose or knee

But I have not made a dent in quite some time

For fear of adding to the canvas

Already covered in scars

And uneven skin tones

And stretch marks

And blemishes

When did trees look too high to climb

When did I start biding my time

When did hills look too rough to hike

When did I forget to bike

When did I lose my sense of adventure

Only to replace it with a sense of resentment

SWD 02/2018

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One Comment Add yours

  1. Matt says:

    “When did I lose my sense of adventure”
    I often ask myself the very same question

    Liked by 1 person

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