On the Innocence of Childhood
Braided hair, sticky pb & j lunch
fidgeting with buttons, anxious to run
outside for a scheduled thirty minutes
see-saw, tetherball, soccer or foursquare
jump rope, tag, or monkey in the middle
jungle gym, parallel bars, down the slide
lay in the grass, under cherry blossoms
spring wind, pink petals landing on our skin
Until the aide blows her high pitched whistle
then we must line up according to class
unfit and unwilling soldiers return
to rooms with many windows to look through.
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