Max Reif

Rookie - 18 Points (1948 / OVER 400 POEMS SERVED! !)

In The Play Yard - Poem by Max Reif

Supervising the small children,
I glance at my watch to see
How long until my break.
My eyes see boys
Maneuvering tiny boats
In a clear, plastic tub in the sandbox:
They see a mighty harbor to navigate,
Traffic moving everywhere
Too important a job for them
To look up even for a second.
I try in vain to see through their eyes,
To know the immediacy,
That I envy so.


Comments about In The Play Yard by Max Reif

  • (7/27/2005 12:38:00 PM)


    A lovely poem. I can visualize the children playing so well. I guess we all have a child in us still if only we can embrace the fact - as you have done writing this for us all to read. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/26/2005 8:17:00 AM)


    I love your observations, Max. Just the fact that you CAN observe this shows the child in you still lives. Very well done. (Report) Reply

  • (7/17/2005 9:45:00 AM)


    Some nice observations here, Max. (Report) Reply

  • (7/14/2005 9:46:00 PM)


    And this, in a nutshell, is the difference between adults and small children. You captured it well.

    Raynette
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  • (7/14/2005 5:05:00 PM)


    I detect a touch of discipline in this well done poem.
    H
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  • (7/14/2005 4:57:00 PM)


    i like this poem max and when i saw your name i thought the colour blue

    AJS
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 14, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 14, 2005


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