I’m playing in my sandbox,
Would you like to come along?
We could play like we were babes,
Or sing a sweet old song.
I think about those times,
When all was sweet and light.
Perhaps I need a moment,
When everything was right.
We played without a care,
With sand between our toes.
We had so many silly games,
With no one to oppose.
The innocence of youth,
Has long since passed us by.
Not to be recaptured,
No matter how we try.
But we can still retain,
The wonder of our youth.
All it takes is attitude,
And a way to be uncouth.
Remember fondly I beg of you,
The pleasures that we found.
Upon the sand within the box,
With magic all around.
Butterfly Sand 
Wonderful, Pam!
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Thank you Jennie!
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You’re welcome, Pam!
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We didn’t have a care in the world in that sandbox Pam…but something happened. We grew out of it. Bloody pizza’s, coke and chocolate will do it every time 😂 🤣
Great poem dear lady, we will most certainly find another sand pit, and this one has the most magic of all 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋
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Thank you Mark. And until that day I will dream of sand . . .
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Very well done. Haven’t tried my hand at too much poetry in the past. Perhaps I should give it a go sometime. Thanks for sharing. Stay safe.
Irwin
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I think everyone has a poem buried deep inside Irwin. Go ahead, give it a shot!
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Ahhh, sandbox days. Nothing to worry about.
Beautiful, Pam.
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Thanks Dan. My toes are tingling . . .
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🙂
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One of your best poems ever! Your accompanying painting is perfect. I too think a lot about those innocent, safer, years when we could just be carefree and were happy. That was before adulthood got in the way and the world started sitting on our shoulders with its damn reality.
But it’s still always fun to drift back there to remember ‘then’ and escape ‘now’.
You can come play in my sandbox any time Pam. We’ll recreate that magic with sand in our hair, under our nails and in our pants, and love every happy minute of it!
🐾Ginger 🐾
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You are making me teary eyed Ginger! You can share my sandbox any time.
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Love your art! You are having fun!
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Thank you so much Garfield!
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This reads like a song, Pam.
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wow! Thanks.
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I understand the sentiment, but I never took to sand as a kid, even now I see it as a way to get from one non-sandy spot to another. 😀
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hahah. As an adult, I agree!
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🙂
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