"What It Felt Like"
I remember what that felt like,
when the world felt
infinitely huge
and yet
every corner of it
at any point
felt within my reach
just whenever
I decided to move for it.
Distant lands
passed the silky haze
laying over the distant mountains
existing
among the frothy clouds
hundreds of miles away.
A world of wonder
that
got me thinking
that perhaps
the things I read were true.
Dragons and orcs and wizards
existed
just beyond the horizon.
What it felt like
to get fifty dollars
for your birthday
to do with it
what you wanted.
To be in the yard
drenching sprinkler wet
but yet
it was actually
from a thunderstorm battle
among the gods
settling a dispute
of who should rule.
To go to bed
with the world within your reach.
It's why
I give my niece
a hundred dollars and gifts
on her birthday,
so she can tell me tales
of her adventures
and
I can remember what it felt like.
-Armand Torres