Caroling Dusk/Quoits

by Mary Effie Lee Newsome

For works with similar titles, see Quoits.

QUOITS

In wintertime I have such funWhen I play quoits with father.I beat him almost every game.He never seems to bother.

He looks at mother and just smiles.All this seems strange to me,For when he plays with grown-up folks,He beats them easily.