Barefoot Days, Green Grass Ways
Those days were good
And those times were fun
A child playing in the sun
Sprinklers and water-guns
Jump ropes and jacks
Eating baloney off a paper sack
Down at the park staying
Past dark
Sweat covered faces
Shoes without laces
Barefoot days
Green grass ways
In soft summers days of ice cream dreams
Or so it seems
As I think awhile
I feel that smile transform my face
Its wrinkles erased
And time travels back when I was a girl
All alive in an innocent world
Of happiness
Pretending, unending and dime-store rings
Those tomboy things
Like kickball, streetball,
Fastest girl of them all
Shorts and halters no bra to falter
The energies of a lass
Who didn't care a hoot about class
Just give her some peanuts and coke
Some corny knock-knock jokes to make
Her snort through her nose
And tease sister with the water hose
As she bats gnats from her eyes
Those eyes
That now see pain and sorrow
Fiddle-dee-dee, I'll think of that tomorrow
For now I am on a different plane
A memory train of yesterdays
Toot! Toot! Toot!
All aboard!
Kathy Lockhart
3/25/07
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2007-03-26 at 02:25
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