Children at Play

with three rocks, five sticks, and imagination—a child can create a universe
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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February 3, 2024 at 11:15 AM
I agree and it was like that before phones and computer games..
Brotherton Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 3:00 PM
Although, I have played some of the virtual reality games and I understand why it is hard for people to understand where reality ends and fantasy begins.
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February 3, 2024 at 7:40 AM
Powerful little number right here Brother Jerry….just love it…Sister Debx
Brotherton Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 3:01 PM
Thank you sister Deb. Those were the good ole days.
Jones Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 12:10 AM
So true
Brotherton Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 3:01 PM
Thanks for dropping by Karen.
Baker Avatar
February 2, 2024 at 9:23 PM
Was childhood magical. Today, if you can't come back to life, what's the point, kids say. I like you Monoku, Jerry. A poet friend in Texas, Bill
Brotherton Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 2:58 PM
Thanks, my friend. I think it becomes hard for children nowadays to understand the difference between reality and fantasy.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 2, 2024 at 7:58 PM
Love it!
Brotherton Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 2:57 PM
Thanks Kim.
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