A Flip Flop

A Flip Flop Shuffling through the dandelions, Partly hidden in the grass I find, A little flip flop too soon worn, Rushing spring, and all its signs. A tiny girl playing hide and seek, A doll under one arm, I saw her run, Little feet got cold, even numb, Oblivious, she was having fun. I take the flip flop to her house, Her mother thanking me so, I hear a cough, see a wet dress hanging, Little girl has her first spring cold.