Friday, June 14, 2013
A boy and a girl used to run out of school,
Running fast and hard and breaking every rule.
They whooped and they jumped,high in the air
They were free at last and they didn't have a care.
These two kids were fast
They loved to run and jump.
They didn't go many places without a bump.
These kids didn't keep still,
They couldn't if they tried.
They were full of monkey mischief
It wouldn't be long before they arrived at their car and went their separate ways,as one lived close,and the other lived far.
And whilst the mothers chattered and said their goodbyes
The children would make up games to try.
Waving their hands,high in the air
The children would make their shadow friends appear
The mothers talked on
Not seeming to glance
As the girl and the boy
Made those shadows move and dance.
Swirling and twirling
Jumping up and down
The shadows would leap
And spring and bound
With lots of laughter
And lots of joy
The shadows would dance for the girl and the boy.
The children would giggle and shriek and shout
When the shadows dancers came out.
It was a truly infectious sound
And that's what made those mothers turn around
It may have seemed the mothers were gossiping away
But it wouldn't be long before they joined in with the play.
For in truth those mothers were as 'bad' as the kids,you see.
Monkey chops themselves to the highest degree.
And for ten minutes at the end of each school night,
The mummies would join in,much to the children's delight.
Feet on the pavement,toes gripped wobbly on the kerb
Their hands would interlock and turn shadows into birds.
It would end up in fits of giggles
As we all waved our hands
And made the shadows dance and wriggle.
These days now seem far,far away.
But I still remember when the shadows came out to play.
This poem was written for the prompt given by Josie at Two Shoes In Texas
This week we could choose Shadow or Cloud