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Little Boys

The world would be such a different place Without the delights and joys Of the zest for life,grubby-kneed Fighting,tumbling little boys. I watch outside my window The little kick-boxers at play, Brandishing sticks like mighty swords As the wicked villain they slay. In their special world of make-believe Their super heroes they emulate, Tiny muscles flexed,aggressive stance And their swaggering cocky gait. Screaming and shouting at the top of their voice Giving each other playful hell, The world would certainly be different without them.... But oh so quiet as well!

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Date: 9/5/2018 10:25:00 AM
What a cute poem Sylvia, they are certainly not made of snips and snails and puppy dogs tails! They are as loving as any daughter, naughty, but adorable. love your poems.
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Date: 8/9/2018 4:42:00 AM
This is marvelous. You've captured the essence of boyhood. Unfortunately there are some in our schools who would squelch that exuberance in efforts to make boys and girls alike.
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/19/2018 8:29:00 AM
I think boys should always be allowed to be boys.I also believe in equality, yet respecting our differences. No gender is more important than the other and each has something to give and to teach without taking anything away from what and who we are. June
Date: 8/1/2018 5:07:00 PM
Such an enjoyable read, Sylvia. You certainly have just the right touch with 'boys!' Do you have sons or grandsons, perhaps? If so, I'll bet they appreciate you more every passing year!! Best wishes, Gershon
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/4/2018 9:12:00 AM
Yes I have 1 son, 3 grandsons and 1 greatgrandson along with2 daughters, 5 granddaughters,1 great granddaughter and one on the way,phew! But I love them all,they’re truly wonderful Gershon. Thanks for your comment, take careJune x
Date: 7/30/2018 8:20:00 PM
:) Boys will always be adventurous, mighty and brave- as some girls are the same way. This is such a wonderful little poem. Thanks for the smile this evening. :) Brandy
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/4/2018 9:04:00 AM
Glad you enjoyed it Brandy.I think kids are adorable. June x
Date: 7/27/2018 8:18:00 AM
Wonderful tribute to little boys, Sylvia…They are our future.
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/3/2018 11:11:00 AM
Thank you Irfanulla,much appreciated. June
Date: 7/25/2018 7:07:00 PM
What a nice well written poem without a lot overdone languange. Simple and sweet. A good poem to learn from.
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/3/2018 10:58:00 AM
Thank you Linda your comment is greatly appreciated.June x
Date: 7/25/2018 5:07:00 PM
Love this, you truly highlight a wonderful stage of children's lives, in fact take one there.
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/3/2018 10:57:00 AM
Thank you Harry,trouble is they grow up so quickly.it’s nice to enjoy their childhood while we can. June x
Date: 7/25/2018 3:50:00 PM
It is lovely to see children in their own make believe world. Really enjoyed this one. // Barry
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/3/2018 10:49:00 AM
Thank you Barry.It is lovely to see children letting their imagination run free. June x
Date: 7/25/2018 11:27:00 AM
The ending made me smile. :)
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 8/3/2018 10:46:00 AM
Thank you Alicia glad you enjoyed it. June x
Date: 7/24/2018 8:41:00 AM
Loved it Sylvia, got two grandsons' 5 and 6 so enjoyed this one. Tom
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Sylvia Coulstock
Date: 7/24/2018 12:49:00 PM
Thank you Tom my three grandsons are growing up now and it’s more computer games.There is however my great grandson little enough at the moment to disturb the peace and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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