*changed, added, altered 6/20
Tag in the front yard,
just me and the bean,
back and forth crazies,
the fastest ever seen.
Till dark we ran wild,
no chance to catch breath,
light rain kept on falling,
cool relief on our chests.
Sand was the rivers,
I couldn't dare cross,
with butt shaking antics,
my bean was the boss.
Still faster we ran,
till bent over gasping,
our legs burning hard,
true risk of collapsing.
We hobbled to the back door,
drenched full summer's sweat,
laughing sweet stories,
the best ever yet.
But her smile told the biggest tale,
with such brilliant brown eyes,
how happy she is,
there's no treatment inside.
Monday, June 18, 2007
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2 comments:
"there's no treatment inside" that's so beautiful
Sounds like a glorious time.
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