Play Management Poem by Vera Sidhwa

I played on the playground today,
And ran and ran and ran.
I basked in the sun's ray,
Without permission or advice.


Either way, it seemed fun,
To shoot down the slide.
The playground merry-go-round,
Gave me a circular, dizzying ride


The swings gave a feeling,
Of woosh-swoosh and tickles in my body.
Then I was running on the playground,
And looked at the blue ceiling.


Why would anyone come and do play management?
I ran away from those who wanted to.
My school bell rang,
And I ran,
To stick to play management.