
It’s recess time, the teacher said!
Good job on all the books you read!
Time for sunshine and fresh air!
Leaving behind our every care!
Time for tetherball and more
Lucky ones, first out the door
So important for our day
We had to go outside to play!
Why is this one of the memories so clear?
Even through the passing of many years
Along with music, singing folk songs and happy tunes
Some about April, May or June
Troubles and conflict so very rare
We trusted everything was fair
Those days passed by so very fast
Innocent, simple, we thought they’d always last
I see that little girl in my mind’s eye
I hope I never let her die
Though the body changes much
I can sometimes still feel her touch
Becky Hull
Feb. 20, 2025
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