The Old School Building

Short form of Polter's Measure, Rhyme

The old school building from childhood

Changed now ~ a nursing home

Laughter echoes 'pon the warm breeze

Children some old, don't roam

 

Years separated me from here

The building has improved

The grounds are much the same as then

Gone are see-saws that moved

 

Gone is the fun merry-go-round

Where accidents happened

Life as a whole has surely changed

Thinking of those actions

 

Life sometimes goes a full circle

This school from years bygone

Ancesters whose offsprings in home

Once lived, learned, and moved on

Author's Note

My son-in-law is in the nursing home where I went to elementary school a few years..He has Huntington's Disease..His great grandmother and her sister had the disease..Nearly every one born into that family has come down with it..The great grandmother was born and reared close to this school..So the full circle..