There I was at school,
Playtime would come
And there we were,
Me and my pals playing,
Playing marbles around the playground,
Try to hit each other’s marbles
And winning them,
Winning them for our collection,
To make our collection bigger
And more impressive.
But time has now moved on
And in my old age
I find that on many occasions
I no longer win,
And find that I am losing them,
I seem to be losing my marbles.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2023 01:16
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- Category: Humor
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Comments5
Doh! You losing marbles and keys?! lol.
Oh yes! LOL
I played marbles at primary school. If I played me special green marble the rules were:
If I win, I keep your marble;
If you win, we each keep our own marble.
Bit unfair of me! lol.
Sorry, I don't have enough to spare!
No problem I will try and find them sometime. LOL
Andy
Dear Andy,
Your poem brings back many childhood memories. Iām not losing my āmarblesāā¦yet. At times I remember too much. Health issues do hinder my daily lifeā¦but at least I still have my āmarblesā.
Thank you for sharing.
Laura š»
Those childhood memories are so wonderful. Thank you Laura.
Andy
Would that I had your marbles.
I am sure that they are still with you Peter.
Andy
lol
I loved playing marbles as a kid
more visually striking than any computer
thanks for the wonderfully vivid reminder, Andy
My pleasure Mek, memories can be so wonderful.
Andy
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