Notes About The Poem

One of the enduring sights during these long months of sheltering in place has been that of our next door neighbors’ 5 year old son frolicking and playing with his puppy in the backyard, totally oblivious to the pandemic that has gripped the nation. Covid-19 does not paralyze this child with fear and foreboding as it does his parents. He, along with many other children, blessedly live in the moment enjoying each moment of the day.

I call this music a frolic, but I suppose it is more accurately in the musical form of a Galop, the forerunner of the Polka.

A Frolic For Children and Puppies

Rolling bodies, 
Grass stained jeans
And shouts, yips, and nips
Punctuate the air
As the child and puppy
Roll in the grass of the yard.
Squirt gun fights,
An unintentional bath,
Painted with frivolity
and water as the
Sound of laughter
And playful taunts,
Fill the air around 
The children who chase
And play oblivious
To the invisible moat
That repels the perils
Outside the yard.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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