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If You Live By The Sword 
Then You Die By The Sword 
          How do you explain that to a child?
Do on to others as they do on to you.


An audience in the trees 
gleamed upon the sight
darkening the light 
blotting out the sun.
Nesting birds departing
upward flight, 
dancing images 
of children's play
in a sandbox 
in the shady shadow. 
Toys round them 
all colors and shapes. 
A drop of sand in a dump truck
another in a red bucket; 
it made contagious laughs
with occasional exceptions 
lost tempers,
sand flies 
toys fly. 
Isolation 
or 
integration.
We're the pearls of wisdom. 
Play nice 
or 
get hurt with your actions. 
The sunshine through the roaring clouds. 
Rain drops brought deject day, 
Bathed the children in feted glee. 
Friends helped each other gather toys. 
From play-time and cheerful day
to gather back with promises sweet, 
another day of feted glee.

12/9/2019

not for the contest "to long"

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