Playground Closing
Last days at the playground
Kiddies squealing with delight
Before the rangers take down swings
And cover the merry-go-round
With waterproof canvassing.
Tots return to their playrooms at home
And dream of Santa Claus's bounty
Which will come, but seems forever--
Seemed forever when I was a kid.
written September 27, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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