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my vision 
is fine
i can see 
the lines
defined 
by the chalk
in my hand
and the cracks 
in the sidewalk

i also have
the rocks
that when
put on 
the spots
make me
hopscotch
dance but
never

to
step
on my
mother's

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Adams Avatar
December 30, 2019 at 5:37 AM
this took me back to my childhood, my sister and i were just talking about hopscotch the other day... we sure grew up in simpler times... enjoyed this one :)
Connelly Avatar
December 30, 2019 at 6:47 AM
I always kept a bag of jacks with me. My son surprised me awhile back when he came in and I asked what they were up to. He replied, "playing kick the can" WOW I was amazed lol. Thank you Sandra.
Lamoureux Avatar
December 29, 2019 at 10:07 AM
Ha ha, I like it.
Connelly Avatar
December 29, 2019 at 10:29 AM
Smiling, thank you Richard.
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