Churros and the Final Happiness
I remember being ten No problems yet No breasts No blood No boys Nothing for another year Loving mom Loving dad Going to Disneyland for the first time Eating churros in front of the Haunted Mansion Having nothing but hope in my mind And the sweet taste of cinnamon and sugar Alive on my tongue The sweet taste of churros And the final happiness Prancing gracefully through my heart Ah yes To be ten again When the smile always won Written September 3rd, 2001 © on Sep 03 2001 12:42 PM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 12
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"I remember being ten..."