on childhood and happiness

when i was small, i
loved the start of
the school year, with
it’s fresh box
of crayons, the tips
still pointy, all my
favorite colors
lined up in a row.
i could pick the
brick red from
a box of 64 or more
on the first try.
loved as well the
smaller boxes with
special crayons,
ones with glitter, or
scented like
peaches and cream.