Playtimes Poems - Poems about Playtimes

... Ever wondered if angels fall in love With a divine beau in heaven above Do angels long for an angelic kiss Or for to exist in romantic bliss. Do angels dance upon God's holy stage To......

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...To lie in summer meadows with tall grass all around, eyes fixed and staring into endless sky. Tracking across the heavens, trying to locate the sound of a skylark’s endless warble up on high. Feeli......

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...There's something to be said for doing the right thing, even for the wrong reasons. Reasons are about becoming, a work in progress, as doing is about living, a lifetime process, both fully whe......

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...Mercy! How playtime has evolved since I was a Hoosier lad! In the olden days you made-do with what little you had. Our cell phone was a string stretched 'twixt two old soup cans. That way we avo......

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...The old school bell would ring out at the start of the day. Chalk on blackboards, shirts and ties. The school colours of green and gold. Crowded classrooms, with very little room. Lunchtimes we......

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