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Sprinkling Relief

That blurry mirage of sizzling heat
As the trucks passed by, steam rose from concrete

Irvington couldn’t build a swimming pool
But came up with a way to keep kids cool

How I begged my mother to make the walk
For three hours of laughs and silly talk

At noon kids gathered in a cement pit
Sprinklers turned on, we enjoyed each minute

Refreshed, we passed beach balls or we played tag
But mostly we just ran a jig-and-jag

The park had swings, slides and arts and crafts too
But at sprinkler time, none of these would do

In the years before air conditioning
Torrid rays of sun we kids were shunning

Inner city children escaping heat
This was our favorite summer retreat

Moms, kids in swimsuits till showers ended
Ice pops passed out to the towel-tended

On weekends Dad drove us to the seashore
But sprinkler days with Mom I remember more

*For the “Hot Time, Summer in the City” contest

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  1. Date: 1/1/2013 5:53:00 AM
    This is one cool write that warms my Heart dear Carolyn, I'll never forget you As being supportive to me when I came To this site i can see your Mother did Great in those important early years, & Didn't It pay off for us here at "the soup" kind thoughts to you Joe..)

  1. Date: 6/14/2012 11:02:00 AM
    Childhood memories like this can be so sweet..especially if they are exciting. Hope all is well with you Carolyn. ~always&forever Lynette

  1. Date: 6/5/2012 11:41:00 AM
    Ah yes, those fun days of old! I remember the sprinkler days! We were country kids so there wasn't a concrete area full of sprinklers in a park for us! But we made our own sprinkler fun. We got Dad's special garden sprinkler and set it up in the yard, turned it on, and my brother and I ran through it for hours! That was fun on those hot summer days! I really enjoyed your fantastic write as it brought back memories of the past! You bring up emotions with your clever poems...I love that!Great Work

  1. Date: 6/5/2012 11:23:00 AM
    Those were the days. We found our own fun, our own games, and made our own good times. Technology has taken so much of that away along with removing imagination and ingenuity.