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Phoebe and her brother and sisters loved to play, like capricious wind; And many robust children lived nearby, like green nature, an old friend. The Clarks lived in town, like turquoise neptune, in caramel sun orbit; And also relied upon retiring early, to enable early rising. Dewy carpets! Father worked daily in the factory, while Mother was a proficient artist, Who created magic, colorful abstracts; like darkest nights of stardust! Flawed, russet sky wept freely all night, to the dismay of fallen flowers; Yet, morning offered friends and fun, and powdery clouds, after showers. Fruitful fall days were full of fancy, as family ferried a plethora of colors, To continue expressions of a full-time love, like sun, peeking in shutters. They lived in the house of whimsy, where the mood was ever changing; Like modest blooms, of many a hue, each signature scent, unchanging. Time stood still, in silken robes of night, on a starlit street of suddenly; Where echoes of children's laughter sounded, or birds whispered subtly. Day and night lived in neutrality, at the edges of dusk and notable dawn, When neatnik neighbors came to visit, as red flowers played on the lawn. 'Desert sunrise' blooms woke in a fever, as bees adored 'tangerine beauty;' And 'verrone's obsidian dahlia' shone darkly, like most treasured jewelry. 'Singing in the Rain' peonies danced, when 'New York night' hit the town; And 'raspberry splash lungwort' got drenched, when no one was around. Phoebe and her siblings went to bed early, on an even of the super moon; But, found it hard to drift to sleep, for bright moonlight, flooded the room. Much later, they could hear laughter, and curiously looked out the window; To see their friends excitedly playing, in the pearly moonlight down below. How could they resist the fun? That sweet temptation was just too much! They crept down to join their playfellows, like vivid rainbow keeps in touch. Secretly, Mother painted an abstract, of the children playing that midnight, In the blissful joy of innocent childhood. The sight gave many others delight! 'Girls and boys come out to play The moon doth shine as bright as day Leave your supper, and leave your sleep And join your playfellows in the street. Come with a whoop, and come with a call Come with a good will or not at all Up the ladder and down the wall A penny loaf will serve you all. Girls and boys come out to play The moon doth shine as bright as day Leave your supper, and leave your sleep And join your playfellows in the street.'

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Date: 5/5/2025 7:08:00 AM
As always I love your story telling, but i love how its full of imagery on each couplet... lets go out and play!!! Its just not like that these days so this it...
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 5/5/2025 8:31:00 PM
It's nice to recall the simpler times, when the streets were safer. Thank you very much for your lovely compliments on my storytelling. Have a nice evening.
Date: 5/5/2025 1:41:00 AM
This is quite an old nursery rhyme. Loved. Still The poem is brilliant. You have a way to make us enjoy nature. Great poem.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 5/5/2025 8:22:00 PM
It's amazing how old some of these nursery rhymes are. Many have been enjoyed by children for hundreds of years. Thank you for the wonderful lift that your warm remarks give, my friend.
Date: 5/3/2025 9:33:00 AM
- A lovely place to live Evelyn, in green nature, colorful flowers... playing outside at night in pearly moonlight ... a wonderful poem, I enjoy reading it :) - hugs
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 5/3/2025 6:10:00 PM
Thank you for the great pleasure of your comment, Anne-Lise. It's a welcome ray of sunshine. :) hugs
Date: 5/3/2025 6:41:00 AM
I never heard this nursery rhyme before. Your poem describes the mischief that kids enjoy when they sneak out to have fun. I laud your insightful talent.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 5/3/2025 6:01:00 PM
Hilda, thank you so much, for your kind words and wonderful compliment. Blessings and hugs. :)

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