Kids Club Poem by Gerry Legister

Children were playing in a friendly park
While adults watched them with pleasant ego,
Laughing and playing until the evening grew dark,
With sunny shadows turning into another glow.

There came a moment when they had to go,
Leave the sunny shade and fall into simple spell
To talk about new friends they met an hour ago,
And remembered all the names until night fell.
Kids club reflect children in a playful dream
Which in most adult world is formed upside down,
A mask wearing a dirty frown waiting to be clean,
Laughter in the mirror derange like a clown.

The higher the wrinkled brow may climb
More playful becomes the simpler mind.