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hidden in my memories is a playground ...
    where I played ... as a young girl with my friends
      I remember it so clearly like I am there
        the children laughing and shouting
    running around
it is a nice memory to recall

~  the playground was not far from our home
and I went every single day 
      except in the rain to play on the swings
because they were my favorite-  I went higher and higher  ~

        at that time there were seesaws (teeter totters)
      monkey bar structures and merry-go-round spinners
but, nowadays they are considered too dangerous
so playgrounds in my city don't have them anymore
     but they exist in my memories ...

~  sometimes mom made me bring
          my little brother so, I would put him in the sandbox
     oh, that kid could spend the day building stuff ~

our park had a wading pool shallow on one end
        but a little deeper on the other like waist deep
          of course, there was always staff around for safety
      I really liked the slides and little bro did too
        I remember the playground as being quite large
      the ground was grass ... and parts had sand
in the winter there was a skating rink that I 'loved' ...

          ~  lots of wonderful and forever memories 
I have  from those carefree childhood days in the playground
        and of summer and winter delight ... 

... now, let me gather up my yesteryear memories
            and put them away ~</em)

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June 15, 2021


Poetry/Free Verse/My Childhood Playground
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1363-606-15
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, Playground
sponsor, Shreya LN, Judged 07/03/2021

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