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Ode to the latchkey kid

By Maria A. PerezPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
Top Story - November 2025

We were just seedlings

Among majestic trees

Tiny radicles and taproots

Forging their way

In the sterile dirt

Because that’s all we had

But a look around

Proved if we dug deep

We could reach for the sky

Dance with the wind

Soak up the sun

We were just kids

Trying to figure things out

Among a world of adults

Too busy for playtime or storytelling

But we watched their daily sacrifice

They put food on the table

Sent us to school

While they grew weary

Our branches spread wide

Flowers bloomed and fruits ripened

Life lessons learned

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About the Creator

Maria A. Perez

Author of the romantic space opera trilogy, The Curse of Sotkari Ta, its prequel, Song of the Caged Warrior, and a poetry book. As a diehard “Trekkie” and Star Wars fan, I'm fascinated by what lies beyond the unexplored reaches of space.

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  • Aarsh Malik2 months ago

    The way you connect the natural imagery of roots and branches to life lessons is so powerful. It makes the struggles of childhood feel tangible and alive.

  • Melissa Ingoldsby2 months ago

    Very well done here!

  • Chris Siener2 months ago

    This one hits close to home. Well deserved top story. 👏🏻

  • Sara Wilson2 months ago

    Beautiful!

  • Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago

    This is a beautiful poem about the sacrifices that generations before us have made to make opportunities as limitless as the sky available to us. Well done, and good luck on the challenge!

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