I am the case of 64 crayola,
that is always a few hues,
too short.
I am B-I-N-G-O,
put your right arm in,
and you left arm out.
I am the thrilling tranquility,
in the first snow fall,
after a warm December.
Proof of God found in
Green eyes and pink tennis shoes.
I am Ms.Mary Mac running away with little Boy Blue,
over the moon to Candyland.
The strength that never fails at,
carrying you to the top of the slip,
one more time.
I am the voice with in
that forever proclains,
"LET'S PLAY"
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2 comments:
I like how you pull so many child's games and things into a single poem. :-)
Marjina :) i used this poem in my mid term project. I really like it, and how you included so many childhood things in such a unique manner. -Ayla :)
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