Ode to a playground

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Ode to a playground

There are live in graves
Where I used to play
Cramped houses
Looking all proud and clean
Destined to become slums
All dumped on
The orchards of my childhood
The woods where I played

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By Scott Bailey © 2014

Dreams flying away
In an excess of real life
The stars just don’t care

Image from Pixabay

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams

Scott’s Daily Prompt 28/01/2022

Today’s prompt is.

Ode to a playground 

A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.