Pantoum

This poem is a Pantoum, a fixed form of poetry. In this poem I feel that each stanza grows and builds on the next. It is about a young child who thinks this person in their life is the best, but realizes as they grow up that this person isn't all they thought they were, and realize that the person hasn't changed, but they themselves have changed and had been blind to how the person has really been all along. I like creating this poem because specific lines you use in one stanza need to be used in the following as well, and it was fun coming up with lines that could be read and interpreted in two different ways and tones. If you read, pleasepleasepleasee comment, I'd appreciate it alot and would love to hear your feedback! :D