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TITLE: A Green Frog and G.I. Joe | Previous Challenge Entry
By Brenda Rice
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My fond memories bring me many joys.
Because, I am blessed to be the mother of two amazing little boys.
Tonka trucks, Legos, farm animals and GI Joes,
Among other things I tripped on and hurt my toes.
Eek!
Forts built in the woods, called their secret club, no girls allowed!
Bicycle races down rocky roads, but alas, everyone’s okay.
Which made me ever so proud.
Eek!
Picnics with peanut butter and jelly on bread,
Fan away the flies!
Meat balls and spaghetti, hamburgers and fries,
With lots of lemonade to wash it all down.
Because spinach and turnips would bring only a frown.
Eek!
Pudding with bananas, tall chocolate cakes,
Sugar cookies, ice cream and frosted corn flakes.
Ham and cheese sandwiches with lots of dill pickles.
Please don’t forget the Snickers!
Eek!
Recalling laundry day with my head in a fog.
Reaching unknowingly into a dirty, little pocket,
Finding a grasshopper or a frightened green frog!
With a fling of my arm, they flew like a rocket!
Eek!
The Tooth Fairy’s sneaky late night visits,
Carrying a dollar in my hand.
Hiding quickly in a hall closet,
Avoiding an encounter with my toothless little man.
Eek!
Secrets I’ve kept and have never ever told,
Even now, when my little ones are grown.
I’m now a granny, but that doesn’t make me old.
Even though I’m slower now and maybe I groan.
Eek!
Joy still comes with the rising of the sun.
Especially when I remember my wonderful little ones.
Happiness they gave me and oh, what fun!
Again, I watch carefully for misplaced toys
Left on the stairs by two new little boys.
Eek!
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This had a very bumpy rhythm--if you look at it again, see if you can smooth out the meter. Feel free to PM me for suggestions on how to do that.
I love the mood of this sweet poem.
I don't think you needed the eek between each verse, sometimes it seemed like it just didn't fit.
But your memories and stories of what little boys leave behind was precious.