Playground memories….

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?

When protection meant a helmet?

When the worst thing you could get from girls were cooties?

Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? 

Race issues were about who ran the fastest? 

The only drug you knew was cough medicine? The only thing that hurt you were skinned knees?

And goodbyes only meant for tomorrow?

And we couldn’t wait to grow up.


About jeb610

Taking one day at a time, and enjoying life in the heart of Dixie. People create their own questions because they are afraid to look straight. All you have to do is look straight and see the road, and when you see it, don’t sit looking at it – walk. There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil.
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One Response to Playground memories….

  1. kat54 says:

    This is so true!! 🙂

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