Smidgens

Smidgens

Those childhood memories from the playground

skipping

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

arithmetic

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

Smidgens

 

-Pauline Smith

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