Kate

16

"The Day It Got Boring"

We understood time, but not like we do now.

Time used to be the hours killed attempting lemonade stands,

and making each other laugh so hard that we forgot where we were.

Time is not always innocent,

like how we used to be.

Time left us laying in the grass

on the hottest day you can imagine.

Bound by shackles of boredom,

watching the clouds,

the clouds that looked as though even they had better places to be than we did.

This is the day that time revealed itself.

And suddenly lemonade stands seemed childish,

and the jokes that used to destroy us with laughter seemed stupid.

They walked home for the day and time as we knew it walked with them.

How strange it must have felt:

that in the middle of the summer,

something had ended.