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Kayla and Megan were there by the pool,
waiting their turn to jump in.
Matthew and Daniel were splashing about,
acting as if they could swim.
I, standing guard, just watching this show,
was really enjoying this chore.
Any time spent with all of my children
never leaves me wanting more.
It’s just a great day, when I’m part of this;
their father and also a playmate.
Because playing with them on a warm sunny day
is enough to make anyone feel great.

Now, the afternoon sun is getting quite hot,
so on them I must put more lotion.
Getting them out of the pool to apply all that stuff,
they yelled, is the craziest notion.
I told them to stop everything for a minute
just so I can get all this done.
“Hurry up and dry off! Let me do this for you.
Then you can get back to your fun.”
But, what is this chore, being there to protect them,
if I, too, can laugh and have fun?
Well, I’ll tell you this, it really isn’t a bore
to be spending time with them in the sun.

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