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Poetry: recess 1964

Grade Two, Ottawa, Ontario

Little boys play their games
As giggling girls go skipping by
Autumn leaves are gently falling
Against a blue September sky

The breeze makes a rustling whisper
Not heard in the just-past summer
Black squirrels scamper across the grass
And the schoolyard has a newcomer

Debbie dreams and happily plays
Making corrals with bright red leaves
Riding her friendly pinto pony
All around big maple trees

Her dear friend whinnies & neighs
As she rides and plays and pretends
Smiling in the quiet comfort
Of her own world’s imagined friends

Too soon the recess bell ring-a-lings
Filling the classroom with no-names
And outside the leaves continue to fall
To cover her lonely recess games

© 2013 September  |  deb davies thorkelson  |  updated april 11, 2014   |    image: iPhone photo: playground

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