Some Time

by Margaret Colangelo
Some time, 
I am still that small child, 
playing in my room,
creating a life where the dog never dies.
Where everything stays just as it should.
Somewhere 
I am still that girl, 
falling in love, 
never once imagining the end 
because I still believe in forever.
Is it possible to find her?
That innocent one- 
untouched by painful endings, 
unaware that time can take 
and love can leave?