Summer Fun---Grammer School Days

The day was hot as red rose sunny
We gathered eggs from holes like a bunny

Down to the grocer’s store we went
Sold our eggs funds on candies spent

With grandma abed off comes the coat
On goes the sneakers shaped like a boat  

Big brother goes racing up to the gate
The youngest trying to be quiet shout wait

Round the corner comes the show truck
Reels of movies in boxes securely tuck

Hercules Ben Hur High Noon Dracula and such
We saw them o’er and o’er he hadn’t  much

Big brother hops on the truck going up the hill
The youngest and I ran behind we know the drill

Hopping onto trucks is a skill perfected by boys
We girls had to be content playing with toys

Inside the show house the movie starts
Everyone must hear our throbbing  hearts





Written Sept. 8 2012
For Craig's contest: Summer Fun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Gooden Avatar
September 11, 2012 at 12:56 PM
Thanks for sharing. Indeed, summer childhood was fun.
Horsman Avatar
September 9, 2012 at 7:56 AM
wonderful poem, Joy, almost a bio of your youth? enjoyed.
Patrikar Avatar
September 9, 2012 at 12:30 AM
visulaizable!
Sivey Avatar
September 8, 2012 at 4:28 PM
This is a perfect rendition of the old summer days! I really enjoyed this country story that you have told, what a beautiful poem! Great Work!!
Wellington Avatar
September 8, 2012 at 4:41 PM
Thanks Rus...much appreciated!
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