Marbles

Marbles, those green and blue marbles,

Sometimes orange and yellow which shone brightly like a sun.

Ecstatic feeling still intact with the memories I share with them,

Childhood plays, the kid fight and modeled clay.

It helped me make friends and become the leader among them,

Such a sparkle and glaze it had to amaze.

Carefree attitude and dazzling solitude,

It never made me feel lonely,

Whether it was bright day light,

Or a blanket of night.