Return To Neighborhood Iii

RETURN TO NEIGHBORHOOD III

Where kids had the run-o’-the-place
Noisy
Dirty
Smelly brats
In-and-out
Everywhere!
Like a shot!
There was imagination.
Games ad lib
A terrible    wonderful use of neighborhood
An awful    rollicking use of the day
Where a poor aproned mom must scrub and scrub
The tub on Saturday nights
No begging a child to go to bed
Hell! He fell asleep at the dinner table
There were bed-wetters
Nose pickers
Clothesline-tent revealings
All secret explorations not even the adult will 
    admit to

I blush in shame for just a minute or two
Oh    I fit so furtively    so sweaty    red-faced young
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dietrich Avatar
May 25, 2011 at 8:12 PM
This one I like even better, about the tent people. haha. GREAT stuff here. What a boyhood you must have had. My girlhood was pretty lively too! Luv, Andrea
Peranteau Avatar
May 25, 2011 at 3:15 PM
These writes of yours dear poet, have that elegant remeberence of yester-year...and oh, how you have brightened mine loss ! TY for sharing your pleasant thoughts Dave ! Much love, james
Burton Avatar
May 24, 2011 at 2:04 PM
Enjoyed reading today have a good one.
Mac Donald Avatar
May 23, 2011 at 4:13 PM
Was great, Daver, when the kids invited their friends over (every day). Lots of games to play...they were never bored. Yes, lots of laundry, but getting them to bed was no big deal. They always insisted on a bedtime story, though. Another nice walk through your neighbourhood. Best wishes! Love, Mikki
Kendrick Avatar
May 23, 2011 at 1:48 PM
You've got that one right about children would fall asleep at the dinner or supper table and parents would have to carry them to bed..Enjoyed reading this one...I am glad that I chose it as one of the ones that I could read today...Sara
Onclaud Avatar
May 23, 2011 at 11:08 AM
relishing the fun feel of childhood moments, daver.. is there a part 1V to this?? a fascinating piece much like the one your shared with me regarding "in-laws.." well done! :) huggs, nette
Onclaud Avatar
May 23, 2011 at 10:30 AM
nothing can replace the wonder of childhood moments, dave... will this one lead to a part 1V?... fascinating as the offering you shared with me regarding in-laws... you have style! :) huggs, nette
Devonshire Avatar
May 23, 2011 at 9:40 AM
When we were kids, our imaginations kept us busy. We didn't need video games, our ad lib games were more fun and included exercise that was exhausting. Laughed at the kid falling asleep at the dinner table. And with fewer technical advances, moms had to work harder to keep the house clean. Great write, my friend. Love, Carolyn
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