Yes I let him beat me,
Let my son beat me,
Beat me at Backgammon.
First time in thirty five years
Since he started playing me,
Thirty five years ago.
He then said he wanted to play,
Play another game that I played,
He wanted to play croquet.
So off I took him,
Took him to the lawn.
We set it all up,
I let him hit a few balls,
And then he wanted to play.
We played our first game,
I was gentle with him
And let him get two hoops,
While I got my seven.
First game seven two to me.
The second game
He went through the hoop first,
So he was in the lead.
I let him have another hoop
And beat him seven two once more.
He wanted one more game
So I put my match mask on.
And beat him seven nil.
I’ll teach him not to beat me!
Not to beat me at Backgammon!
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My son was with me for the weekend, first time for several months as we live in different parts of the country. It was a great weekend being together.
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Oh lol, good write Gold.
Thank you Orchi.
I got the games mixed up. I got out me croquet stick to move the counters on the backgammon board. Doh! What is the 'stick' called? I dunno these things. All I know is potato croquettes. lol.
Gave me a smile - I used to let my children win but these days they beat me regardless.
We have always played games and I would not let him win to try and get him to think things out. The day he beat me at draughts was one of the proudest moments of my life. Now we play backgammon whenever he comes up.
Glad it gave you a smile Michael.
Andy
Aha, so the cats out of the bag now and saxon is your son.
I can see where he gets the poetic prowess from now.
I bet he can thrash you at tiddlywinks, conkers and marbles though.
He certainly is da, he has been with me for 46 years now.
It is certainly a very long time since we tiddled our winks!
Andy
lol
such a fun rea!
loved, how you captured the tone really well
in your scorned - vengeful, poetic voice
of loving playfulness;
as always, thanks for sharing
anther of your 'little escape's'
in a read, my friend
and what Great music!!!
had me tap - tapping away, so enthusiastically
Thank you Mek, we always have a lot of banter between us, my son and I but the feeling we have for each other is very strong.
Andy
That’s great Andy
I hope you had a wonderful moment
Yes, so true in our place it is taught that let the child learn how to struggle
That’s the best for him/her
Let him turn into a butterfly from a caterpillar
Well said dear poet
Your a wonderful parent
Thank you for your understanding spilleronsheet. I hope I have tried my best for him.
Andy
You surely have dear Andy
Nice lesson - inspired.
Thank you Jon.
Andy
Such a wonderful time to enjoy.
It certainly is mandm.
Andy
Right. Thems is fighting words...
OK get your paintballs out!
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