This is for Bluebell Book's Short Story Slam
I wrote this poem because it reminded me of childhood days when all I wanted to do was go for a bike ride or play football but one look at the sky told me I couldn't.
Indoor Games
It's dark outside
In the middle of the day
The clouds roll in
But it's time to play
What can we do?
We're children after all
We have to go indoors
So we can't play football
Still we need to play
Need to be entertained
In the middle of the day
The only thing to do
Is to play indoor games
Computer games
Board games
I spy with my little eye
A bit of hide and seek
Inside where it's dry
When the weather is unkind
There's only one thing to do
We need to turn our minds
To playing indoor games
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