Treasure Island

Sarah Barron


Find The Joy In Everything You Do


I find myself …Racking Leaves for hours
Throw them in the air and jump on the pile as if you were 8

I find myself …Stuck in rain
Jump in a puddle and make a splash

I find myself …Cutting the grass
Make a circle maze on your lawn

I find myself …Washing the dirt off my vehicle
Spray the water in the air and look at the rainbow

I find myself …Mopping the kitchen floor
Move those hips & shoulders to an old familiar song

I find myself …Watering the lawn
Squirt water in the air and dance in the rain

I find myself …Forced to take a road detour
Enjoy the different scenery

I find myself …Washing dishes
Blow a hand full of bubbles

I find myself …Painting the house
Paint a funny face on the wall

Submitted: Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, July 16, 2008

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