Rich Young

Rookie (10/10/46 / Idaho)

Games - Poem by Rich Young

Annie
Annie I over!

Roll me
Roll me
over in the clover

Red rover
Red rover
come on over

Mother may I
Red light
Green light

Games we play
Oh what fun
Marbles-Pots
laggin'-Aggies
Oh what fun

Ally
Ally oxen
In free

Ketcht um
and kiss um

Jacks
Jacks
Around the world
Yo-yo
Yo-Yos
Walking the dog
Hide
Hide and go
Seek

One
Two
Three
Here I come
Ready or Not

Hopscotch
Hop, Skip
One
Two
Three
Don't step
on your mothers
back
Oh the games
we play



Today children have forgotten that playing games is how to socialize and vent frustrations. Instead they get involved in video games that teach them anger means to kill -sad but true-but who is to blame? Not the children but the adults who have forgotten how to be loving social children and to carry that tradition on.
Children are never to blame for what befalls them-just as there are no bad students-only bad teachers-we all can be taught with the right key used.Sometimes patience is required.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 15, 2008



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