Four Years Old

[billy]

some nice nostalgic memories lizzie.
hope some of the feedback is useful.

I remember the afternoons and the light
of my favorite things – saw todd's remark about this line and agree, it doesn't fit well enough to keep
my white wardrobe that would play good use of anthropomorphism of the wardrobe as a playmate/friend
hide-and-seek with me as I climbed
in and out, and my water-filled baton a suggest here would be a period after out, and drop the [and] start the next line with [my water filled baton]
that made me weightless [me as] here or [like the] on the next line
as the purple glitter inside.
I'd fixate on it for five not sure if fixate is enough. can it be extend to a simile or be sapped for another word choice?
minutes or an hour, maybe. try the [maybe] on the next line does it work better that way as more of an afterthought?

I'd watch Sesame Street,
Mr. Rodger's Neighborhood.
Sesame Street was fun,
Mr. Rodger was company. feels out of sync with the above and adds little, flesh it out if possible

My brother would go away
each day to school and my mom no need for [my]
would do dishes in silence.
She was an inaccessibility,
a tree whose leaves were green
only at the very top. complete juxtaposition between the first part and this last few lines. for me they work well at tempering the poem and showing that all is not wondrous in childhood.