THE LITTLE DRUMMER BOY

"Pa-rum-pa-pa-pum"

    I was the kid at the bus stop with high tops. When there used to be cassettes in a boom box. I was a Heinz 57' mutt with a bowl cut. A lone wolf who acted like he was raised by such. When we use to brown bag lunch. I'm at the corner store with a quarter in my pocket on a summer day; life was good.Mom did Avon and Daddy hauled wood. One time my dad cut out metal fishes which we blindly fished out with a wooden pole from a filled tub.We were poor but, I was rich in love...This is before girls and the problems we face as adults in the real world. When we use to go down to a muddy pond and catch unsuspecting frogs in an oversized net or sled down the snowy hill, take a spill, and run back up it again. When we used to pretend we could be anything and we believed it was as real as Santa Claus.

                     

"Roses are red, violets are blue, I reach up into the sky and pull down the moon for you!"

   I used to love it when my daughter put on her daddy's shoes. The minute I took them off...she had them on. I used to love the smile of her mom. I used to love it when my son was given a surprise. His eyes got 10 inches wide as he locked them with mine to see daddy's reply. Which was in dad's 101 class on how to overreact. I used to love being married, even if it didn't last...Later, me and the kids would get picture from the booth at the mall. I told my kids a midget was drawing our pictures from the other side as they tried to get me to admit it was a lie. It was a sad day when my daughter's rabbit done died and my son wouldn't fight back as did I. but, as time passed they passed me in being what all parents want for their child ,a better version of us.

    "futures so bright..." 

   I don't let the past be the past. I'm an addict who doesn't mind relapsing into memories of what used to be. The glass is half full to me.Even in a future of uncertainty that maybe dark and unforeseen. I use past memories as a beacon of hope, lighting a path that always leads me back, to home, to a pillow, that shoulders my mind, to the land of dreams and endless time.

by the unknown sith

Reviews

[Nix is typing...]

I LOVED THIS!!!! I LOVED THE METER AND I LOVED THE STORY!!! It was so good!!!
I have to just, absolutely have to give this about 1,000,000/100 if I could, I loved it so much! I really wish I had more words for this, but really all I can tell you: is that I LOVE THIS!!!!

100/100

Nix ❤️

[Stuart Munro]

Superb story , I really enjoyed reading