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A Playground Post by :bannview Category :Poems Author :Mary Carolyn Davies Date :October 2011 Read :2807

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A Playground

All the day, from dawn till dark,
Nations play within this park.

East and West are in that swing,
Feet that crowd, and hands that cling.

Europe leans to catch a ball.
In the shadow of that wall,
Asia sings and hugs a doll.

All the day, from dawn till dark,
Nations play within this park.





(The end)
Mary Carolyn Davies's poem: Playground

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