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NO MORE JUMPERS FOR GOAL POSTS
by Paul Curtis We didn't think that life Could get any better We were young Happy and content Kicking footballs Building carts Climbing trees Fishing in the pond Swimming in the pool Then they came along Distracting us With their undulations Their cheap perfume That seemed so exotic Walking with their funny wiggles Laughing with their girlish giggles And the boyhood fun was over No more jumpers for goal posts No more war games in the woods We still played in the woods But then it was holding hands Hugging and snogging But no more jumpers for goal posts I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me. paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/ Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |