A playground on a sunny day
Is a child’s heart fulfilled.
It is the place where youthful
Laughter
Echoes off the earth and sky.
A hollow playground on rainy morn
Is a memory of children’s fun.
Where spacious desire for
Childish games are what fill
It’s empty bones.
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Author:
Shadowbox15 (
Offline) - Published: December 10th, 2017 09:56
- Category: Children
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Comments2
Thanks SHADOW ~ Lovely poem that brought back many memories of "Playgrounds in the SUN" In the UK we have excellent Playgrounds in all our Primary Schools ~ Villages and Parks with swings and slides etc. In our Secondary Schools we have Playing Fields and Tennis Courts etc ! I love CANADA and the Canadians ~ you have so much space ! I have visited Vancouver ~ Jasper ~ Banf ~ Calgary also Niagara (Horseshoe Falls) and Toronto also Grand Manan Island ! At night I always have hot milk with Canadian Maple Syrup ~ beautiful ~ The structure of your poem was excellent ! Yours Brian (UK)
loved the transitive nature of this write . From the young child's enjoyment to the elder child's reflections and enjoyment of memories...another well thought out provoking poem
Thanks a lot. I appreciate the comments.
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