
There was a time when I didn’t sense the danger
I didn’t double check or seem to care
about the what ifs of
jumping on a motorcycle
pushing myself to the front of a crowd
or diving deep into the ocean
I know that part of me is still within
My eyes widen and my skin erupts
When I notice the chance
To take a chance
But I have tucked it away
Behind daily chores
Beneath well-made beds
And in the aisle of the local grocery store
And I miss the carefree part of me
that is disconnected from common sense calculations
and familial obligations
And attached instead
to self-joy and wonder
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