3B
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.