The Age of Innocent Play
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Oh, the age of innocent play,
And to the park we went each day;
The park at the end of our street,
We would play like we were athletes.
I hung from play bars a monkey,
Brother focused seriously;
At baseball he hated defeat,
We would play like we were athletes.
I was a carefree butterfly,
Hey brother don't let that ball by;
No didn't want to go home to eat,
We would play like we were athletes.
The age of innocent is fast,
Little brother is but the past;
As a soldier death he would meet,
We would play like we were athletes.
Oh, I still am that butterfly,
That often hangs her head to cry;
My memory is bittersweet,
We would play like we were athletes.
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November 20, 2015
Poetry/Kyrielle/The Age of Innocent Play
Copyright Protected, ID 15-727-998-0
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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