Those childhood memories from the playground


looking for conkers


Kiss chase

hide and seek

milk in small bottles

big heating pipes

painted green


Poplar trees at the end

of the playground

still there

60 years later

behind the bike sheds


Reading and writing


no fun at 5

Peggy and mother

5 plus 6


Swords were strange

learning silent letters

pens in inkwells

pencils sometimes

rubbers to erase


Strange hair

and clothes

that was how

we dressed

every day


We walked to school

few cars back then

the 1950s were like

lockdown April 2020

empty streets


Was it better

who knows

it was ours

and our



-Pauline Smith

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