where kids go to play..jimmy

I lived on a vacant road,
Out in the middle of fields,
Dad was always working,
Mom was alone to do the chores.
She accomplished more without kids helping.
Couldn't go alot of places,
Didn't have much money,
So my sisters, and I played together.
I played barbies, house, and store.
But then, alone into the woods I roamed,
Sticks became swords,
And trees majestic dragons,
I was the mightiest of all.
Time drifted by,
And sticks became a portable cd player,
Walking in my teens,
In places I wasn't allowed to go,
Gone all day, or until the music stopped.
We finally got neighbors close by,
Two more kids, a boy, and a girl,
The boy became my brother in law,
The girl a distant friend.
Pulling up to moms house now,
My boys running in the yard,
Time took the vacant road,
But the feelings I get looking at this land.

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