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Sunday, January 06, 2008

I Found a Marble

In the backyard
I found a marble
that the dog unearthed

I wondered what child
how long ago
last played with it
I'd like to know

was it 1920?
when this house was new?
1940 or 52?

was the kid nice
or a brat?
skinny and tall
or fat?

I think I'll keep it
but before I go
I'll put it back
don't you know?
at

4 comments:

  1. yellowdoggrannySunday, January 6, 2008 at 5:36:00 PM CST

    sweet poem...
    are you actually old enough to remember playing marbles?...I remember us finding a soft place in the dirt...smoothing it all out and playing marbles ..squatting on our haunches, sweat pouring off our faces into the dirt making little mud drops..and this one kid who always tried to cheat...lil' bastid..and no it wasn't me..

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  2. texlahomaSunday, January 6, 2008 at 9:36:00 PM CST

    Thanks, I or Bob really did find it this afternoon and yes, I'm that old. I think that's where the term "playing for keeps" originated.

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  3. McRavenMonday, January 7, 2008 at 10:09:00 AM CST

    I have a marble jar full of cats eyes and purees and steelies....yeah how much fun is that?

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  4. texlahomaMonday, January 7, 2008 at 6:57:00 PM CST

    Goss! Cat's eyes? That's sick!
    Oh you mean the marble kind. I lost my marbles a long time ago.

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