Daily Prompt:  Conundrum

When I was a child

 Our reading was wild

We were no dumdums

Had a book named “Conundrums”.

We also had a cool deck of cards

Faced with authors and bards

So we knew them all 

And we could recall

The authors and poems

Writings and tomes.

We read and played

Never dismayed

We were the subjects

Learning was the object.

When I think of my mom

She was usually calm

I think because we stayed

In the attic when we played.  


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