The dirty walls

Don’t tell the story

The whitewashed brick on the old facade

Holds history no one wants to hear

But you know what?

The four walls of my childhood

Are infused with laughter and tears

And yells and fears

And naïve thoughts of long gone superstars

Taped to the wall

And love boiling over from

Parents who toiled and labored

And sang songs of artists gone on to

The Neverland

Did you know?

Did you know that the little girl who now occupies apartment 3B

Will bring forth great things that

May not be world known to

Staples of social media TikTok fans

But she will be brilliant

Touching lives by bouncing light off their hearts

As I thought I once was

Let the applause begin.