M. L. Kiser Poet Haibun

I Remember

Remember the days of Barbie Dolls that didn’t have bendable legs?  Remember the high bouncing, “Superballs”?  The small ones were the best for playing jacks; boy could I scoop them up before that ball came down.  I loved my Slinky, “Silly Putty” and “Magic Eight Ball”.  My, “Dark Shadows” game, I adored and “Candy Land”, “Shenanigans” and the “Game of Life”, were rainy day euphoria we could live in for hours.  Those were the toys that, honed my imagination so, I could do what I loved most; express myself.

Nature’s children play,
Every little one has their
Favorite game thrills.

The joy of playing,
Fuels imagination
And sharpens their skills.

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Caren Krutsinger January 31, 2019 at 9:37 PM Play is the language of children, and this poem expresses that sentiment so well! Nice one for sure, my M.L. M. L. Kiser January 31, 2019 at 10:53 PM Thanks, sometimes I just have to look back and revel in childhood...I think it's healthy.