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snow in my hair

Updated on December 18, 2010

i have the perfect photo.

9 years old, snow in my hair

days when December didn't feel as cold

and romance wasn't an issue.

Days when feeling accomplished

followed a winning snowball fight

and a cup of hot cocoa did the trick.

All my talk about naked moonlight

and yearning

far in the distance.

You get older

and need so much more

and may never remember

that the feeling of snow falling on your face

once was enough.


The ebb and flow that my life has become

The struggle of feelings between pineing and being satisfied

All seem so trivial

when accompanied by my photo

9 years old, snow in my hair

A big smile

Telling the world that all is as it should be.

I may know more now

Than i should about certain things

but that does not mean

that little moments

can't be enough.

An effort must be made now

to feel satisfied

oh how i wish i could go back to the time

when dandelions in Dixie cups

looked like a dozen roses

and sunshine and lemons

were all the hair dye i needed.

Silly it seems

that these things had to change

That hide and go seek

turned into cat and mouse

and being late

became a big deal.

Snow in my hair

9 years old.

That, i will make an effort to remember.

That is something that ill need to look back on

When things get to complicated.

After all, wasn't it just yesterday

that i though my pink snow pants...

were awesome?

Now I'm dyeing grey hairs

and fussing over wrinkled pants.

Where does the time go.

When did we forget that somewhere inside

we are still 9 years old

and are allowed to be silly

and are allowed to be free.

I love who Ive become

but i still miss the little me

Im glad i found this picture

it reminds me to stop and feel

when I'm most distracted

9 years old

Snow in my hair.

Is there a better memory?


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    • mandypoole profile image

      mandypoole 6 years ago from UK

      'And sunshine and lemons were all the hair dye I needed'- how true. Love that line. Another great poem.

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      sligobay 6 years ago from east of the equator

      Pink-um, this was wonderfully pure and nostalgic. At nine, I was stressed out with fear of violence at school. I'm glad that I survived my life to this point. I love the dandelions in a dixie cup image. You have everything that it takes to succeed on your own terms. Believe!

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      the pink umbrella 6 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      Seriously. Sometimes i just pine for the days when all of my stuff fit in one room, and getting good grades was my part time job. :"(

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      Truckstop Sally 6 years ago

      Nine years old -- third grade. Making friends, learning cursive and division . . . the good old days!

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      the pink umbrella 6 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      You know, everyone always says that life is short. Well, i beg to differ. We get at least (in good health and no accidents) approx 80 years give or take a few. I look back on being a kid, and all of the memories, and i feel like ive lived longer than 27 years. When i think about how long these last 10 years have been, and how in 10 years ill be 37, i think about how long thats going to take. And thats no where near the end!Then again, im always a person that stops to appreciate moments. Maybe that slows things down a bit for me. Im not snapping every moment with a camera, living life behind a lense, or a super packed schedule. Its nice not to wonder where the week went, it shouldnt be that way.

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      Cagsil 6 years ago from USA or America

      You should never lose the child inside of you and it should always come out when the time is right. This was a pretty cool expression and usually time flies by and many do not realize what has been missed, until they need to know. Sometimes it's too late, but at times it isn't too late, but appears too late. :) Great job. :) Keep it going. :)

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      schoolgirlforreal 7 years ago from USA

      Nice job, pinkie

      I really liked it and I feel the same way

      sometimes I think being around my nieces/nephews it can be fun to be a kid again!! Oh AND nice vid

    • tnderhrt23 profile image

      tnderhrt23 7 years ago

      This is a very sweet read, so very true...has an innocence and purity about it. Lovely piece!