But I Don't Want Things to Change

This is for the future.
And for the now that I already miss. 
But most of all, this is for childhood left behind
and all the simple cares that I've long forgotten.

Lets take a trip back,

to a time when the only moments that I got along with my siblings were while we were playing Legos on our lazy Sunday afternoons

To that day when my brother taught me how to play poker.

And when we had a crazy babysitter, who we just called "balloon man"

Back to when we'd leave our plastic pool out so long that the grass would turn brown

and when we'd eat fresh blueberries from our three little blueberry bushes.

When rolling down the hills at the park next to my Dad's work was a weekly activity.

and being first in the lunch line was all I really wanted.

Back when my brother would order us pizza so that we could get the free movie that came with it.

But I don't play Legos anymore, and I still fight with my siblings.

I've forgotten how to play poker, and I haven't seen my brother in four years.

I don't need a babysitter anymore,

and the only thing I know about my lawn is that it needs to be mowed once a week.

My blueberry bushes are long dead.

My Dad lost his job, and if I roll down hills I get uncomfortably dizzy.

I don't eat school lunch anymore,

and I don't get free movies.

Times have changed, and they seem to have changed me.

But now I want my Legos back.
I want my brother.
and my crazy babysitter

I want my backyard pool.
and my blueberries 
I want my rolling hills
and my school lunch 
and free movies.
I want my childhood
and my creativity.

But mostly, I just really want my crayons back.