Hello, E.E here for a possibly quick review and maybe some utter nonsense! Grim is here as well, drinking hot cocoa and being a slacker. *Grim looks over, glaring* So, lets get started.
So, the first thing I notice is that well, I like it. But... the third grade you, and maybe even the you know, defineitly does/did not know what was coming in the future. Pain waits for you and you don't know that yet. The bumps will grow and smooth roads will be even more scarce. It flowed really well though, which surprised me and I loved the title! It fit well.
Now is when I dissect your poem and see if I can't get its meaning right! So, in your poem you are telling us, the reader, that you life then was simple. You had no troubles and things to bother you. You could look forward to coming home or not worry about your social status, about your weight and race. If you would fit in or not. It may even still be like that for you. Lucky duck.
Overall, I liked the poem and keep up the good work! Happy Halloween! I really need to go now Grim has souls to reap and he needs more cocoa. He has a problem, seriously. Cheerio and fruit loops to you!
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