I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult.
I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8-year-old again.
I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer day.
I want to return to a time when life was simple.
When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair.
That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want to live simple again.
I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.
So...here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit cards and all my responsibility.
I am officially resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, 'cause,
"Tag! You're it."
~Author Unknown!~
I found this poem a long time ago and even then I didn't know its author. I would gladly credit them if I could find their name. It is such a wonderful poem. I looked again and saw similar but not exactly word for word. The photos were taken in San Diego on a holiday. You may remember me mentioning that we lived there for several years in the 90s, and we revisited in 2010. The children were in Balboa Park, all grown up and perhaps with children of their own by now. The man is a bit fuzzy but he's resigning and wanted out of there in a hurry. I saw him on Coronado Island. It was a great place to live and we thoroughly enjoyed our time there.
I'm with you! Let's run backward as fast as we can. And maybe we can even catch fireflies and play marbles and pickup sticks.
ReplyDeleteI would join you any day for such things my friend :)
DeleteWouldn't it be nice. Well written poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Denise.
It would indeed :) thank you Margaret :)
DeleteYES!!!!
ReplyDeleteVery much so! Thank you Sue :)
DeletePhotos do bring back memories. They are treasures.
ReplyDeleteThey certainly do :) real treasures. Thank you Roentare.
DeleteI'm with you. Where do I turn all my adult stuff in?
ReplyDeleteRight next to mine, lol! Thanks Ann :)
DeleteWe'd all like to resign the duties and cares of adulthood and go back to simpler times. If only . . . but we can do our best to be optimistic and friendly and supportive.
ReplyDeleteTotally agree, we all need that. Thank you Jan :)
DeleteI'm wishing you a weekend of simple pleasures w/o a care in the world. I hope you have blue skies.
ReplyDeleteA lovely sentiment very welcomed :) Thank you Carol, I wish you the same.
DeleteCan we join you, Denise?
ReplyDeleteAlways my friend :)
DeleteDenise you find the very best poems and quotes! Very appropriate for how most of us are feeling these days. Happy Friday, my friend. I'll meet you at the playground!
ReplyDeleteHappy you enjoyed it Martha Ellen :) That sounds delightful and a Happy Friday to you too my friend :)
DeleteLove the poem, thanks for sharing. Take care, Happy Friday and have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteThat’s great and you are very welcome Eileen. Thank you and I wish you the same :)
DeleteI am not sure that I ever grew up!
ReplyDeleteI am happy to hear it David :)
DeleteYes, to all those! I was having Pop Tarts for breakfast the other morning when my DIL said, "I used to have those as a kid". I said, "I guess I never grew up, and I am okay with that."
ReplyDeleteThat's a great answer :) We should all retain something of our childhood, true believer here.
DeleteTake me with you! I have candy.
ReplyDeleteOh if you have candy then...lol! Thanks for the smile Sandi :)
DeleteLove it! And we didn't go inside until it was dinner time. Linda in Kansas
ReplyDeleteIsn't that the truth, staying outside all day, what a concept :)
DeleteDenise I love that poem...and it certainly brings back the memories of what we didn't realize were the best carefree days of our lives.
ReplyDeleteHugs thanks for sharing
Cecilia
Wonderful Cecilia :) so happy you enjoyed. We took all those things for granted as childdren. Now looking back we realize how great it actually was :) Sending hugs!
DeleteI want to have the attitude of a child...things would look and be so.much more fun.
ReplyDeleteVery true Rose, thank you! Let's let a little of our childhood inside :)
DeleteGood poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you Christine :)
DeleteThat is a fun poem and I like the photos you have illustrated it with. Our Pastor's favorite restaurant is McDonald's. We give him a hard time about that! :0) Happy Friday to you!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it Ellen. I have someone here who would agree with your pastor :)
DeleteKażdy czasami marzy by znowu być dzieckiem. Piękny wiersz. Miłego weekendu😊
ReplyDeleteTo bardzo prawdziwe, co mówisz. Dziękuję i życzę Ci udanego weekendu.
Delete..only if we could...thank you for sharing it, Denise.
ReplyDeleteYou are very welcome Angie, and if only :)
DeleteUy siempre debe tratar de ver las cosas con el espíritu inocente y emprendedor de un niño. te mando un beso.
ReplyDeleteEstoy totalmente de acuerdo. Muchas gracias. te mando un beso :)
DeleteThat is a great poem, I'd not seen it before.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a good weekend (think I will go for an Autumn walk and kick some fallen leaves ... that is a little childish and always brings a smile).
All the best Jan
Thank you Jan, I am happy you enjoyed it. It is worth kicking a few leaves if it gives us a smile. I will if you will :) All the best to you too.
DeleteWonderful poem....doesn't it sum things up nicely!! I have to admit that I did a doubletake when I first pulled up your blog...and thought you were resigning. From blogging. Oh no!! I was so happy to see that blog visits can continue and I will still be enjoying all your beautiful photos. And great poems:) Happy Friday to you!
ReplyDeleteHi Jennifer, so sorry, I didn’t mean to give you that idea :) You are so kind to say such sweet things. I appreciate that very much, thank you my friend.Happy Friday to you also.
DeleteI would like to run backward to age 40 and just hold, not a child, not an old person,. the poem is sweet and good
ReplyDeleteWouldn’t that be nice? :) Happy you enjoyed the poem Sandra.
DeleteSigh! I’m afraid we have tasted the bitter fruit of life and cannot go back.
ReplyDeleteBest to look forward then Linda, and I am so sorry you have tasted those bitter fruits of life. Wishing you nothing but sweet fruits from now on my friend.
DeleteThank you. I loved this poem.
ReplyDeleteForgot to say last time that it was interesting to read about Stafford. Not too far from my small corner ( at least not the English one! )
So glad Beverley and you are very welcome :) I am glad you enjoyed the bits of info about Stafford. I enjoyed finding those out.
DeleteThat is a great poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
I am very happy you enjoyed it Sandra, and you are very welcome :)
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