PLAYING KEEPERS

Playing keepers
I didn't know what that was 
when my neighbor's daughter asked me,
"Want to play keepers?"
I was 6 and she was 8.
I said, "Okay."
And of course I lost my favorite marble.
A big cat's eye.
When she took the marble
I screamed at her.
And started to cry.
I learned what playing keepers was.
All of a sudden playing marbles
took on a whole new dimension.
It wasn't just fun anymore.