It is Poetry Thursday once again
When Sam and Teddy challenge my brain
By giving me a photo to inspire me
Then writing it down for the world to see
I think back on my youth, those sun-filled days.
There were friends and many games to play
We would go on swings, climb on bars
Play astronaut and drive the race car
No matter what we played, we would declare a winner
Just before we all went home for dinner.
There was no pressure to win
And I was the best at a game called spin.
A dozen of us would stand on the horseless merry go round
The big kids would spin us, and our shouts made quite the sound
They were joyful shouts of glee
We would never again feel so free
I was best at spinning.
Which I always ended up winning
Not by who could stay on the longest
Or who could push the most and be declared the strongest
It was the furthest and not by time
But using an old clothesline
They measured how far from my playful comet
That I could projectile vomit.