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Prime-School's Out

On
the green,
teams often
numbered seventeen,
our jumpers placed as goal posts,
such after-school football now a long-lost dream.

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John Heck

March 4, 2009 at 11:32 AM

Dear Brian - Congratulations on your WIN in Nigel's contest! Peace always, John

John Weber

March 2, 2009 at 6:10 PM

So much time spent playing, it's a wonder we tend to forget how huge play factored in our lives as children. Maybe that's why we all still play with words, huh? Congratulations on your win in Nigel's PRIME-ary contest. Warm regards, John.

Donna Golden

February 18, 2009 at 3:59 PM

I remember the days of playing outside until well past dark. No sitting around the house when there was a beautiful day to be had! Great write, here, Brian! Donna

Trudy Diane Rider

February 17, 2009 at 11:44 AM

Congratulations Brian! I always had to get home to milk cows and feed the horses, cows, pigs and chickens after school so I never got to experience anything like this. I do love football though..got to see plenty of high school games playing in the band! :-) aahhh those good ole days! Great poem Brian! Trudy

Michael Jordan

February 16, 2009 at 4:47 PM

Brian congratulations on placing in Nigel's contest - God Bless you Brian, MJ

Constance La France

February 16, 2009 at 4:30 PM

congratulations on your place in the contest.. I remember watching the games after school and cheering the team on..

Robin L. Gass

February 16, 2009 at 3:32 PM

Congratulations on your win in Nigles contest, Brian! Love, Robin

Barbara Gorelick

February 16, 2009 at 2:49 PM

Those kind of times were the best! Congrats on your win in the contest. BG

Carrie Richards

February 16, 2009 at 2:41 PM

Congratulations, on being chosen in this enjoyable contest! Well deserving poem! Such great memories of days on the green! ~ Carrie

Carrie Richards

January 25, 2009 at 10:19 AM

I'd be sitting in the bleachers...cheering you on! ~ Carrie

Robin L. Gass

January 25, 2009 at 9:28 AM

I can see them playing withh all the exuberance and sincerety as only they can at such an age. Lovely and uplifting even with the sad note at the end. Love, Robin