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Play Time
by W. Yvonne Birnell As I sit the children play So my mind then starts to stray Back in time it starts to go Memories then start to glow Deep in thought I now land I see myself playing in sand There is others there I see Bro and sis, they play with me Roads and tunnels in the sand Built my us we think they're grand We had cars and trucks - a boat Made a place where it can float Played for hours I do recall Then for super Mom did call Wash your hand and then your face Come to the table we'll say grace Then suddenly I hear a sound Now I'm back and look around Children laughing is what I see May they build memories just like me Saved by the grace of God. Married to a wonderful husband. Mother of 4, grandmother of 20, and ggmother of 4. Given the grace from God for the of love for words and ryhmes, to share with the world God Love for all mankind. Copyright@2007-2009 [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |