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Playing Potsy

Some sidewalk chalk, a pebble And a grandkid who would play Set the stage to bring me back To many years ago today. I drew the board, explained the rules And as we hopped the squares, A wave of pure nostalgia Up and caught me unawares. Remembering the games I played With friends on Brooklyn streets, I realized there are certain things Well-worth some late repeats. But who'd a thunk way way back then The future would reveal A childhood game would, as a nana, Still have such appeal.

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Robert Johnson

Date: 6/13/2018 11:07:00 PM

I thought maybe somebody was acting in a play of Happy Days. :) I've never heard it called Potsy. It's amazing how it always seems like just yesterday huh? :) Where do the years go from our youth. We rationalize, but is it the truth? :)

Pat Adams

Date: 6/9/2018 4:01:00 PM

I saw kids playing hopscotch but more often than not, I made up my own games. I'm not sure I would even be able Really nice nostalgic poem!!

Ilene Bauer
Date: 6/9/2018 7:21:00 PM

making up your own games is probably a lot more fun! thank you for catching up and reading a bunch of my poems, pat. much appreciated...

Eileen Manassian

Date: 6/8/2018 2:33:00 PM

Sweet....I can't wait to become a Nana myself. Thanks for sharing this emotional write, dear.

Ilene Bauer
Date: 6/9/2018 7:20:00 PM

i hope you have the chance someday, eileen! it's a very special relationship. thanks for reading...

Jan Allison

Date: 6/7/2018 6:57:00 PM

You bought back many childhood memories for me Ilene, I think it is the game we call 'hopscotch':-) hugs Jan xx

Ilene Bauer
Date: 6/9/2018 7:20:00 PM

hey jan! yes, i think it's the same game. it's been so long since i've played it that i originally drew the board wrong but then it all came back to me and i felt like a kid again!