When I was 5…

When I was 5 I wanted to be so many things
some were tangible
some were fantasies
in my naïve mind 
all were achievable
I could be every single thing 
any whim concocted in my mind
a vet
an author 
a zookeeper
a dog 
a tiger
never a doubt that 
my wishes would come true
Little me, my biggest cheerleader
carrying the utmost confidence 
not wanting to be those things;
knowing I would be those things
That's what I miss most about being young
that freedom to dream
to aim for goals seemingly out of reach
no nagging voice telling you "no"
convincing your not good enough
your inner self supporting your efforts 
instead of knocking you down
It was a lot easier to believe back then
when the noise in my brain was quieter
when I was new to the world and it's wicked ways
when failure was not a word in my vocabulary
when the world was simple - you wanted it, you got it.  

Daily writing prompt

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

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