Playing In the Sandbox
When I was a little tot playing in the sandbox meant a lot.
I could play all day, I played and played, until the sun went
his way. What fun I had, making faces happy and sad. But
as the day began to end, I put on a frown no more sand box.
No more sand all around.
Copyright © Deborah Turner | Year Posted 2015
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