Thoughtful Emotion
One two three O leary
Four five six OLeary
Seven eight nine O Leary
Out goes u
Lol these were the words my Tad taught me
When trying to see who was going to go first
I often wonder of the words of these old tales
How far back in the archives they first resurrected their heads
In Ireland they used to bounce a ball to this rhyme
Everything alters with the ongoing of time
Be interesting to find out what will go on for years
From the tales of today, do we have any, I fear.
There again children don’t play in the street or in the park
To busy sitting in front of a screen til its dark
Fresh air would kill them I am sure that’s what they think
Goodness help the generation that comes after this.
Penned by Seren Roberts on 28/3/2013
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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