Children Revisited Poem by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black

All the footprints on the wall
And thumbprints on the window
As your toys clutter room to hall
Loud your noise does bellow

(I'm tired of the little fellow)

O you whirling deverish!
If I only had one wish:
I'ld pack you off in a sound-proof-rubber box

Off to Grandma's you will visit!


As the sound of silence reigns
No fights which we lock horns
And sweet the agonizing pains
NO! I'm not forlorn

Don't miss:
that menace who gets into things
and battles with brush to pants

How loud my voice can ring
To the questions often asked:
Denials to 'Who did it? '
Will I last?


But more I dread Ma's revenge on me

I've inherited the insanity:

She sent ME back to revisit! ! ! ! ! ! ! !