Being a dad is such a glorious way
to hide my inner child,
I could comb the toy aisles
without fear,
"for the kids"
the wonderful words
to keep curious eyes
from wondering why
my fingers are fondling
some yo-yo or bag of marbles.
Christmas so ideal,
when I could "help" my son
enjoy his toy soldiers and cap gun.
How I thought my charade
was such a victory,
even sneaking into his room
when nobody was home,
just to a secret romp
among the plastic pearls
of my own youth.
It all came undone
on that day they came home early,
wife and our friends
finding me on my knees,
pushing a fire engine
and making siren sounds,
lips could never wash away
the red upon my face.
A contest entry
- Happily Embracing Your Inner Child by Mackay.
600 points, ended August 28, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I can relate to this, LOL
I loved it when my cousin was younger, so that I could play with him with no odd looks.
Great entry.
Thanks -
a wonderful poem and I can relate to your words
the beautiful joys of childhood when you have children of your own the best night for me to is christmas eve so I can test all the toys out we always have a child within us no mater what age we are good luck in the contesrt
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This is sweet I love to play with kids toys I have never grown up and I probably wont want to come play with the playdoh with me
thanks for sharing goodluck in the contest much love
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Oh wow!!! I just love the last stanza. That's the trouble with so many adults now, they forget how to play. Good luck with this...
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Oh My Word~
Heck it could be worse~ You could have gone back to Your baby years and sport a diaper with a pacifier
Love this!!
You sure embraced Your Inner Child
Thank You for sharing Your Talent also Spirit~
Many blessings to You in the contest Sweetness
Best wishes too
and my Love & Light
~ Desire~*~
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