If we could travel the magic train back
To sunny southern schoolyards
Would you play with jacks and balls
Or marvel at marbles in mania reis
Maybe a bit of hiding seek
Or ride a slide, long and sleek
How about a fling on swings
Or monogram bars and other things
Wouldn't matter what we played
Let ghost stories be afraid
Or just sit and jam
Don't know why Ite preceeds thanks.....blaming querty keyboard... I liked all your comments.... :)
IteThanks Mando.....I liked your suggestions.....enough to use them all....even the dreaded coma....yuk...laughs Not sure why I hate commas so much....maybe I like to write in a coma
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
reis is the plural of real.....the Portuguese currency.....why is it in here...? Dunno....real-ly