Tuesday, May 11, 2021

fun and games

it's all fun and games, my mama sighed
said to my back as I played outside
ever mindful; playing my games
red rover, red rover
as I called your name

never really thinking, what that phrase meant
running and jumping till the day was spent
trusting my friends; no hindsight needed
Marco Polo, Marco Polo
the wisdom never heeded

all grown up; learned to watch my back
I do keep score and I do keep track
it's not fun and games, you can lose your sight
Button, Button
my mama was  right
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Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License

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