Mountain Games
"Ring-around-a-rosie"
took more than two hands to play
and the more hands held
the bigger the circle was made.
"Pockets full of posies"
gathered from all those petals
of dandelions saved after
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not was done.
"Ashes, ashes, all fall down!"
Perhaps they were singing of those ashes
used in abundance for fertilizer
on many an Appalachian farm
where girls would play
giggling there on the ground fallen down
way back when instant replay meant
to get up and go around again.
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