Wooden structure that plagues my mind I sit and watch them tear you down Rip up your swing set, crush your slide It's all to much I just want to cry
You were the one my grammy took me too My cousins And I ran around your grounds Our laughter now haunts your gravesite
They said you were getting too old creaking dangerously and giving kids splinters Parents were yelling at you left and right But I rememeber you in all your glory
You're tire swing and glimming slides the "wave" bridge and the little cubby holes The ones that were perfect for hide and seek games.
But now you are gone, torn down and thrown away Crazy colored plastic now resides where you once stood so tall
Even though you are gone You will never be forgotten The joy you brought will forever be treasured
written for a writing promt from the poetry club I am in Prompt was:A place from your past or childhood, one that you are fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial!