Tuesday, April 30, 2013

pantoum poem by liz snader



Those Times by Elizabeth Snader

She was only four years young, playing with her friends.
Running around in the grass, all laughing.
Gold and black uniforms separate teams.
All these young, vibrant children living life.

Running around in the grass, all laughing.
Parents cheering loudly from the sidelines.
All these young, vibrant children living life.
Expressing their innocence through sports, now.

Parents cheering loudly from the sidelines-
Children gallivanting through the green grass-           
Expressing their innocence through sports, now.
Enjoying their time together always.

Children gallivanting through the green grass-
Their peers are their friends for just a few years,
Enjoying their time together always.
Not knowing what is coming next for them.

She was only four years old playing with her friends.
Not sure of what’s next, but no real scare.
Gold and black uniforms separate the teams;
This is her life without worries-for now.

The kids continue to prance around free.
Running around in the grass, all laughing—
Just in time to enjoy their youthful thoughts.
All these young, vibrant children living life.

The ball is kicked into the goal by her.
Parents cheering loudly from the sidelines.
Everyone begins to scream for the team—
Expressing their innocence through sports, for now…

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