Killjoy

past curfew kids play
then they collectively groan...
"come inside!," mom yells.


Date written: 12/16/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
December 16, 2021 at 9:40 AM
Oh how I remember times like that. We had all day long, but it was never enough, and it all come to an end so quickly with baths and bedtime.
Ibeh Avatar
December 16, 2021 at 1:17 PM
Times we all wish we could relive, Milt*sigh* Happy holidays, my friend!
Lane Avatar
December 16, 2021 at 8:39 AM
All too soon you have to go in. Darn it, Mom. Memories linger...
Ibeh Avatar
December 16, 2021 at 1:15 PM
They certainly do, Lin:-) Thanks for visiting, my friend. Happy holidays!
Theraven Avatar
December 16, 2021 at 7:45 AM
Edward, I remember those days well. Red rover, red rover and What time is it Mr. Wolf? Thanks for the tag. Best holiday wishes for you and yours straight into a brand new year. -Richard
Ibeh Avatar
December 16, 2021 at 1:19 PM
Oh, the days of innocence! Miss those times, Richard. Holiday wishes to you as well, my friend:-)
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