The playground is humming with the bustling banter
of children, and the atmosphere of
innocence, freedom and youthfulness overwhelms me.
The sun smiles down on them all,
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Dance in the light of the sun and let us pray that its warmth may stay in-part at least throughout their lives, Love Duncan
Yes Dan the tarmac of the playground! But not the double physics, the cross-country in January or the monthly visit to Verucca-ville Public Baths. Nice observations and memories combined here. Danny
Love the reflection. and cant help but see my self there and put myself in your place and see the truth and the pain. But as we all know we all must grow wether it be pleasant or not we just have to go flow and use the things we are taught. Great poem. Lets see some more. Love, missy