It would be lovely to be five again...
to wear a cowgirl hat and a cheshire grin with confidence
to dress for your first ballet class
to get Shirley Temple curls and sing "Animal Crackers in My Soup"
to fit perfectly up against Mama's neck
to watch Dad cut a hole in the roof in absolute wonder
to swing with your eyes closed,
totally trusting your girlfriend who loves to play Cowgirl Sisters with you
to still fit in a grocery cart
to play dress up with your favorite doggie
to play Mama
to a canteloupe!
Oh, the glory of being five!