Marbled

I gave my kids some marbles
On a sunny, summer day,
I showed them how to scratch a ring
And taught them how to play.

And for a while, they practiced hard,
(And some became quite good!)
They soon outdid their parents
And tore up the neighbourhood.

But as with any fad, you know,
They all began to tire,
And by the time the winter came,
They’d quit the game, entire.

Then for the next few months, I found,
Those wretched ‘rounded’ toys
Were everywhere and when I stepped,
Oh, man, I made some noise.

They finally were gathered up,
Tucked with the ‘toys all past’,
No more marbles underfoot,
And peace restored at last.

Now it’s been years since marble games
Back in those times of yore,
And quite a while since marbles
Lay forgotten on the floor.

When one could step out any time
And tromp upon a few,
Then throw those little beggars out,
While language would ensue.

Now what I’d give to find a couple,
(One or two would do),
Cause I’ve lost ALL my marbles,
And I sure could use a few.

Mondays do get knocked a lot,

With poetry, we all besought,

To try to make the week begin

With pleasant thoughts--perhaps a grin?

So all of us together, we,

Have posted poems for you to see.

Now go and see what they have done

I'm sure it will be lots of fun!

Jenny

Delores

MotherOwl

Mimi

And now you've seen what we have brought . . .

Did we help?

Or did we not?

Next week, we’re going to get’er done,
And talk about some Summer Fun!