"In the dreadful memory of my childhood, a little girl still roams,
Through rememberance of fourth grade,
past playground now turned to flash back mirrored catacombs.
I sought for ladybugs,
Hope lived in every step made,
While a boy’s cruel taunt shattered the solace I'd proudly laid.
“Ha, you're a loner!” he yelled from his plastic castle perch,
Hearing it my heart trembled and sank while I continued more despondant in my search,
I think too deeply and perpetually feel life’s edges so sharp,
Craving conversations that play like a soulful harp.
In adulthood’s shadow, I find it’s quite the same,
Seeking friendships that never feed my flame.
My husband, a galaxy among suns so holistic in his light,
The male exception in a world drenched in fight.
However friendship with women now I genually find joy, but bonds cease to grow,
Daily connections they all have the privilege to share, oh something I’ll never know.
Told that I want too much yet I silently agree,
And yearn for the friendships that elude me.
A lonely little girl within, seemingly forever searching under bright skies,
For ladybugs and some friends with overjoyed eyes."
-aubs
May, 15, 2024
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