MARBLES

Cherry

By moonphish

Mon, 05 Oct 2015
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in youth, i carried marbles
in a little yellow bag
i'd challenge other children
and their marbles i would snag
.
i thought i'd lose my marbles
when i entered middle age
i would challenge all opinions
and would rattle every cage
.
my body is now marbled
by the ravages of time
what happened to the days that lacked
a reason or a rhyme
.
in youth, i played some hopscotch
i was nimble, fleet of foot
i'd still be dancing wildly
while my playmates were caput
.
in middle age, at five o' clock
my business day would stop
that's when i would require some scotch
so, to the bar, i'd hop
.
no longer do i need that scotch
my throat, i never scorch
now i'm content with lemonade
while lazing on my porch
.
in youth, i'd grab a partner
for a simple game of catch
the spheroid sailing through the air
while arms and legs, i'd stretch
.
in time, i'd only catch a cold
or maybe catch a train
commuting to a daily job
that only caused me pain
.
now i can hardly catch my breath
and how i miss my youth
when hopscotch, catch and marbles
were a pure and simple truth
 
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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Enjoyable and lots of fun and skilful bits. eg 'the spheroid sailing through the air
while arms and legs, i'd stretch'! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by moonphish on

thanks so  much Rhiannon....glad you enjoyed