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The Sprinkler

On a hot hot day, the sprinkler shoots Its droplets in the air. For little kids, there is such joy In running under there. They dash right in and, dripping wet, They turn and dash back out, Each darting trip accompanied By giggle, gasp or shout. When watching kids at sprinkler time I'll never sport a frown For unlike at a swimming pool, There's no way they can drown.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 6/30/2019 8:38:00 PM
Cute, but the ending was a bit of that reality that does sneak into life huh? Children are just having fun while Mom and Grandma are sitting with these thoughts. :)
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Date: 6/30/2019 6:46:00 PM
Love the truth of that last line. Fun one, Ilene. Bravo. :) gw
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Date: 6/29/2019 2:56:00 AM
You captured the fun perfectly Ilene!!!:-) hugs Jan xx
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