Universal Studios Lot, Instagram by sessepien
Hot summer days
Asphalt cools as the sun goes down
We invent new games
Until our mothers call us in
Sunday, February 16, 2014
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I like!! So sad kids today prefer to stay indoors and play video games.
ReplyDeleteWistfully nostalgic;excellent.
ReplyDeletePerfect response! Love it.
ReplyDeletepass the chalk..i'm going out there too!!
ReplyDeleteAh, so nice, nostalgic! Let's play! ~ Nice poem for original photo too :)
ReplyDeleteWell this afternoon there were lots of little ones outside playing. It was very nice to see.
ReplyDeleteGreat job.
Have a fabulous day honey. Big hugs. ♥♥♥
We used to play all day and well into the night! Those were the days.
ReplyDeleteahh beautiful summer days.. I miss the fun we used to have. Nostalgic write.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Berowne ... nostalgic and so warm.
ReplyDeleteA nice view from the fire escape.
ReplyDeleteMy mother grew up in the city (Cincinnati, OH) - I would like to send this post to her if I may? :)
ReplyDeleteYup, those were the days when moms actually felt secure in letting their kids go play outside. I remember.
ReplyDeleteLoved the chalk photo to accompany the prompt image, Kathe.
I grew up in a small town, no asphalt to play games on ... grass had to do. Love how you added the 'old' photo.
ReplyDeleteThat asphalt could get pretty damn hot!
ReplyDeleteChildish creativity , not stymied by mere concrete jungle , so much more powerful a force , cheers Kathe
ReplyDeleteOh shucks, I do recall these days! Street lights just came on, time to go home!
ReplyDeleteLovely, Kathe. I'm standing here in my childhood days ready to play chap-door-run! Imagination was well spent in outdoor days.....
ReplyDeleteSuch a nostalgic poem...I like it! I remember playing hopscotch in a cul-de-sac as a little girl. So much fun!!
ReplyDeleteWe played out everyday until mother called us in. Sweet memories. Thanks for sharing this here!
ReplyDeleteAh the joy of outside play until bedtime on long summer evenings.
ReplyDeletelovely! reminds me of my childhood, which wasn't too long ago after all.
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