Dear Imagination,
You were the one,
who said to put real grass in a tupperware container (with holes in
the lid) with a paper frog I cut out of the Sunday funny pages. The
one who helped me draw my idea of Snoopy's companion, Woodstock. Who
collected stuffed koala bears, wishing they were real. The one who
wanted Mrs Beasley and I to have a real conversation. Who dreamnt of
having long hair like my Cher doll, One Day. Or my Barbies driving
around in my Dad's slippers, posing as vehicles . The one who made me
afraid of the ocean after seeing the movie, Jaws. The one who
pretended being a teacher on my chalkboard. The one who played bank
teller with my Moms voided checks. The one who doodled on the inside
soles of my Nike sneakers. How driving through the path at the end of
my street always felt like my own Secret Garden. I find myself using
you in all my writings and photography. For all the things I still
wish for and for making each day more colorful – Thank You !!!
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