Marble Game- H. Armstrong Roberts

This was authored in August of 2010 –

Sorrowful Slags gathered to sigh,
As Akro’s and Pelter’s all said goodbye,
The Handmade’s shivered as Marble King’s fell,
And Vitro, Jabo, and Master’s grew still,
Together they marveled the circle was drawn,
CAC’s gathered to scrap and to faun,
The Ravenswood’s halted each shining with pride,
As children in laughter cast each one inside,

The weary were captured and pocketed quick,
The shooters and peewees withstood every lick,
As knuckles and knees grew dirty in fun,
The marbles all lived in the light of the sun,
Where passion and pleasure cast aside gain,
Sorrows rewarded in another new game,
Where marvelous magic mystically met,
And Marbles were Champions until the sun set!

Gathered in darkness they relived the day,
When Children in laughter brought them to play,
And huddled together some scuffed some worn,
The new ones in envy longed to be born,
Life for a marble in yon days of yore,
Were never intended to sit in a drawer,

Where prowlers, and glasses, and bright shining lights,
Looked for the young’uns who’d never seen light,
The cracked and the beaten, the battered in pride,
Were left for the landfills and all set aside

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Childhood is a  blessed gift, over to soon and often forgotten.
Marble collectors know and love childhood STILL!

BIBLEfreak