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Marbles

My grandkids got a building toy With plastic ramps and chutes So marbles can go zig and zag Down all the varied routes. For safety’s sake, the marbles have Been hidden from their view Although, with supervision, They can play with only two. Henry has the blue one And for Hadley, it’s the green. We watch them like a hawk Yet only rarely intervene. The biggest fear, of course, is that A marble will be swallowed So every move they make, with one In hand, is closely followed. The grandparents have other thoughts – Though marbles may amuse them, What worries them much more’s the chance That they will up and lose them!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 9/27/2017 3:48:00 PM
I remember stepping on them. Kids never put their things away unless you remind them to. They are cheap and give hours of fun. I always preferred Jax. Cute poem that returned me to memories of youth! Thank you Ilene. : )
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Date: 9/27/2017 12:21:00 AM
So gosh, how old are these grandkids? we were playing with marbles and our folks never worried about stuff like us swallowing them. And if we lost stuff, we just did not have it any more! I like this, it brought back memories of my marble days!!
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Date: 9/26/2017 6:30:00 PM
I remember playing with marbles - it was fun!! Evocative work here! Peace & Love Matthew Anish
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