when i was a little girl it was a quiet life, i would get up at the weekend, not even stop for breakfast and rush out on my roller skates.  My mum would shout, arent you having any breakfast! I never felt hungry and was generally as skinny as a rake and just couldnt wait to get out and play in the garden on my swing, or my bike ormy skates.  Sometimes i would grab a jam jar and punch holes in the lid and collect ladybirds, loads i would have in this jar, they were my little pets as it were! Some would die and would let them go at the end of the day

n the summer would have a paddling pool which was not big enough to swim in and was more than often used by my mum and her visiting sisiters and my cousins to sit round and dip their feet in!  Then the dog would come and sit in the middle to cool down!  Sometimes at the end of the day i would get in and betend to swim round and round in it.

My dad had made a mini golf course in the garden with bean cans and we had a little set that would have a put round the garden in the evening. The dog would often just walk over the golf ball as it was going to go in the hole!

we would play cricket my brother in the wicket, ialways remember him hitting me with the cricket bat by mistake

well the world is very different now and its all tech stuff fast food, being fat! and being on diets oh well….

i preferred the good old days…



Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at

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