Thursday means poetry here at These Days. Each week, we join Pam and her kitties, Teddy and Angel Sammy, to share poems at Two Spoiled Cats.
Last week, they provided us with this photo for our inspiration:
Here’s my poem:
Survivors
My friends are going to the park to play;
Mom said okay, so I’m headed that way.
Barefoot and happy, we played in the dirt
never giving a thought to getting hurt.
Splinters from that old merry-go-round,
bruises and bumps when we hit the ground.
Long before cell phones or trips to the mall,
and somehow, we managed to survive it all.
~These Days Of Mine~
these days of mine 
YES! Kids being Kids – a universal “thing” no matter what era. We played outside and invented games and needed no cell phones or videos or even TV to have endless hours of fun. I clearly remember these “round abouts” and how the boys always tried to scare the girls by going faster-faster. Giggles in abundance! Glad you participated in Poetry Thursday with us!
Pam
A visit to yesteryear without a care in the world. How we survived sometimes I wonder. The splinters and bruises were just part of the ‘fun’. Thanks for the trip down memory lane.
Brings back memories of Surry Elementary School. I think we all remember playing on the merry go round on our play ground. Thanks for the memories.
Amen! 🙂
Great memories – how did we occupy our time my grandsons ask. And another memory. I remember taking my young children to the park. My daughter aged 5, wanted to go on the merry-go-round. We left small son safely in his pram while mother and daughter climbed onto the merry-go-round. But it was me who fell off and the pharmacist thought it was hilarious when my small daughter recounted what had happened.
We had a metal one on the playground at IWA – I’m not sure it was any safer than the wooden ones !