the summer wind

there is a point in childhood,
half way out,
half way in,

where you wonder,
when will

childhood end. when will
these games

these small
issues,
these playgrounds with
swings,

the slides,
us children, spinning,
like leaves caught
in

summer wind,
come to an end. and then

it does.
and you wish and wonder,
how to get

back there once again.