A Day Outside Poem by Deborah Ashdown

The sun is shining, birds are singing.
The sounds of laughter, children playing.
C'mon kids, it's a beautiful morning.
Ley's go outside and play.

Down at the park, a brass-band is playing.
Johnny laughs, asks, what's that long silver thing that mans blowing?
That's a trombone son, close your eyes, listen to that tune.
Can you hear it son? What a wonderful sound.

Don't you just love being outside.
All that freh air, sun-shine blinding your eyes.
Charlie splashes, giggles in the paddling pool.
Hey mum, look, this is fun, it's cool.

To see smiles upon childrens faces.
Makes you feel like dancing.
Your heart skips a beat.
Feels like you're at the races.

The grass is our blanket as we sit down to picnic.
The kids chuckle as they munch on their biscuit.
Chocolate and jam, smeared all over their faces.
My god, what a mess, you have no graces.

C'mon kids, it, s time to go home.
Oh mum do we have to, we're having so much fun!
Hey, whats with all these glum faces?
We can come back to-morrow and have some more fun.