once upon a time
in the fifties and sixties
school playgrounds had small merry-go-rounds
and teeter totters aka seesaws
our slides were as tall as our nine story school house
safety was not a big deal
no one wore helmets or kneepads
our job was to play
have adventures and love our life
I miss those playgrounds
Categories:
kneepads, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
peroxide time
little jadaya skinned her knee
there are a few tears
there are a couple of 'ow's
there are even a few jumpy flinches
once the feeling passes, however, the kneepads go on, and it is back to it
i become a smiling hater and wish that i still had jadaya's energy
nevertheless, i had my time, and now it is her turn
i like my era of childhood better anyway
one day jadaya will say the same
in the meantime, i just shake my head, smile, and keep my ears and eyes open
oh, and the peroxide, along with the old school band aids, will be waiting alongside me
Categories:
kneepads, child, memory,
Form: Free verse