Children Playing - Poem by Ronald Chapman
The enthusiastic boy swiftly sings for a toy,
Where is the enthusiastic girl?
The girl fetches the ball, like a playful puppy,
Want to play catch with me?
Tag you're it!
The boy screams like a small puppy,
Mommy, I got a boo boo on my knee,
The lovable puppy quietly licks the boys face.
The insightful boy calmly laughs.
Says, " Tag your it! "
Why does the girl endure?
Let's have some ice cream.
Happiness is children eating chocolate ice cream
while playing all day.
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