When the Sky Was Lower
When the sky was lower,
and swings could touch the stars,
we believed in monsters
hiding under beds,
but never in people
breaking hearts.
We traded secrets in chalk lines
and swore we’d never grow up—
until we did .
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“Childhood isn’t just a memory—it’s a feeling that lingers in sun-warmed sidewalks, chalk-dusted hands, and the echo of laughter from a room long outgrown.” This collection of poems is a journey back to the days of scraped knees, bedtime stories, and believing in magic. Each chapter captures a fragment of childhood—the wonder, the innocence, the quiet goodbyes we didn’t know we were saying as we grew older. From backyard adventures and lost toys to first fears and fading summers, these verses are little time capsules for the heart. For anyone who’s ever missed being small, this is for you.
When the sky was lower,
and swings could touch the stars,
we believed in monsters
hiding under beds,
but never in people
breaking hearts.
We traded secrets in chalk lines
and swore we’d never grow up—
until we did .