Past Playtimes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Past Playtimes
Watching children in my mind, seeing their images traveling forward in time to the present.
Focusing on the fun and playtimes from yesterday, wishing I could go back and join them.
Images jumping, shouting, laughing, running - looking at them now, I see myself at play when I was younger and had no worries, because my parents did all the worrying for me back then.
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