Empty

Open vista,
sweet smell
of mown wet grass,
with a cricket pitch
placed by planners,
with suburban dreams
of work and recreation,
as one community
out bowls out another
in friendly rivalry
on weekends,
where children
can play
pretending to be heros.

And now,
almost a century on,
in summer holidays
with room to play,
where are all the children?

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