She lives across the street from me,
with her little brother and her parents.
I'm three years older but our age difference
never mattered,
with her I could be a kid and no one said
to act my age.
I remember the long summer days
when my sister would play with us,
running through the grass playing hide and seek
the outside of my house,
and all the property of her house were game.
For hours on and we would play this game
never getting bored.
And when we got thirsty
we went into the kitchen dug
out the ice cream and cookies,
making ice cream sandwiches,
smoothies and smuggling candy.
Somedays we ran through the sprinklers
with water guns and filled water bottles
dumping them on eachother
filling the hot summer air with our screams.
We played bakery with playdough
pretending we had a horrible boss.
It never occurred to us how childish
this was.
In the fall we'd rack the leaves in
our front yards for our parents
only to jump into them and do it all over again.
In the winter we went sledding down our
my front yard which has a slant.
We would have hot chocolate and cookies.
In the spring when it rained
we would run through eachothers houses
watching movies and eating grapes on the bed.
Until the day she came over during winter break
a year ago asking to play and I said sure
but the whole time I didn't act interested
I just wanted to go on the computer.
I knew that I still wanted to play
but somehow I had convinced myself
it was time to grow up.
She never came over after that again,
we say hi when we see eachother outside.
And sometimes I wander what she would say
if I rang the doorbell
asking if Olivia could play.
But we've both are growing up
I'm almost 15 and she's almost 12,
maybe the age gap still wouldn't matte
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thinking I guess
A contest entry
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Go Over And See Her Hun.
Great write. Sounds like a lovely friendship.
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RING THE DOOR BELL, The one thing i learned in life is you dont want any regret so go for it, if she says no, at least you tried. You could get some amazing friendship out of it. Never live in regret b/c some time down the future it will eat you alive and you cant do anything about it now. SO just go for it and do it. I have had that happen and its sad that I shall never see a couple of my friends again. SO dont live with what could have been. MAKE IT HAPPEN.
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awwww
Take the chance and ring the bell. Childhood friendship is important. It can grow into a lifelong friendship unless you allow time and distance to drive you apart. Then one day you will look back and wish you had that friend again. It happened to me. After 30+ years I cant get back what I once had. A friend is priceless, dont let her get away that easily. God bless you princess, Daddy
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Its amazing and sad how much things can change in a such a short time...
I think almost everyone goes through this at some point in time. Its sad. But it gets worse if you don't even say hi if you pass this person.
This poem probably gets out a lot of moments.
But I think you may want to add a bit more emotion here and there...or, maybe, write a seperate poem only filled with emotions of how it used to be and how it was? Maybe? Who knows...
oh.
and you had a few typos, just re-read it and you'll see them.
Sorry for being all "critical review" person lol.
But this is an amazing and QUACK poem ( )
ilywamh
Your Shell Sister,
Annie Shadows
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Aw. I can relate to this. It reminds me of times me and my sisters would play-- games that now sound childish as well but they were fun at the time and made us so much closer. I would do it all over again in a heart beat. And now, I miss them terribly.
I think you should ring her doorbell... Someday she might not be next door anymore.
I love you sissy.
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