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My playground.

The yard  my world
Or so I’m told
Was where I spent my time
 Where this little lass
A tomboy too
Loved rolling in the grass.

Trees ladened with  mangoes
 yellowed with ripe
 A great temptation to this little child
 Who with a stone and David’s aim
 Brought mangoes  down Goliath
 style

Playmates I had and many too
From chickens, birds and ducks
To puppies, pigeons, turkeys and cats 
Not to mention the upside down bats.

A sister and brother my siblings two
My sister’s a lady no sport for fun
My brother my follower was my ally won
He did what I told Him no questions asked
 But got many a spanking when we crossed the line.

The old hammock swung from a branch
That bellied and hung  
Quite low to the ground
For many a day both brother and I 
 swinging to and fro
did topple to the ground.

But best were the  moments
I  spent with God when we talked of many things 
while I blamed Him for  everything
that went wrong in my life
Oh those precious memories are the fabric of my life.

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  1. Date: 11/5/2011 6:47:00 AM
    MMMMM, Fresh Mangoes. Reminds me of Hawaii long ago. The hammocks still swing low I'm sure, and sea breezes blow I'm sure, and my heart yearns for such a playground. Thank You Margaret.

  1. Date: 11/7/2009 12:41:00 PM
    Margaret, this nostalgic piece is lovely in in honestly and it's sweet depiction of simple pleasures. Hugs, Donna

  1. Date: 10/31/2009 3:00:00 PM
    Great imagery and a wonderful glimpse of childhood !! I envy your brother/sister as I had only the neighbor gander that I used to play hide 'n seek with through a very tall hedge that separated our houses. That was at 5 and then at 7 my sister arrived but I wasn't very excited by that time ... smile ... spoiled indeed !!

  1. Date: 10/13/2009 2:09:00 PM
    Wonderful description of your childhood days, Margaret. (I was a tomboy, too.) And young people sometimes blame God for things they brought upon themselves. I love the poem and the last verse is outstanding! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 10/12/2009 12:03:00 PM
    That last line melts my heart....so beautiful....precious memories that are the fabric of one's life! Wonderfully spoken! ~ Love, Carrie

  1. Date: 10/12/2009 10:15:00 AM
    Aren't memories the absolute best . (Most of the time). Thank you for sharing yours with us Meg. Love, Carol