The Horse Chestnut seeds litter the ground
No one plays conkers anymore
The pavement has lost its chalk squares
Where hopscotch was played before
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Great write and observation Phil, i was with my grandson when he saw a conker on the ground and didn't know what it was so I had some fun explaining it to him. The look on his face said it all as he is a child of the cgi generation. good poem
You may have lots of Facebook friends And others who play your games But would you know them on the street? Have they told you their real names? penned it so well, Philip.
Very well said Philip. I've played many games of conkers, and marbles, in my time. Wish I was still playing them. Good poem.