Springtime
Snowy white grounds fade with the sun
Time to go out and find all the fun
The playground is busy with everyone out
The flowers all pretty are starting to sprout
I hear the bells ringing and run to my mom
She hands me the money, she is…the bomb
I stand in the line waiting my turn
The sun is strong and I’m starting to burn
Sponge Bob, Dora, Choco Taco and more
I settle for a King Cone, it’s what I adore
It drips down my arm and onto the floor
Lick it up quick, maybe I can get more.
I finished it all, now the truck has gone
Maybe tomorrow, time to move on.
Copyright © Cheryl Sheridan | Year Posted 2014
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