Hanging Upside Down

The end of childhood came today:
The jungle gym was hauled off.
Taken by bulk trash scavengers.
About ten years was enough
To mark the time from kid to teen,
Best seen hanging upside down.
Now the big entire empty backyard
Is just for the tabby cat to own.
Today it’s friends to text and mall,
Going off to explore ComicCon,
Sitting upright to read ‘Mockingbird,’
Where has my little girl gone?

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About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on July 2, 2013, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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