Sofia had popsicles in her hair
They were sticky but she did not care
She was not worried they turned her hair red
But looked happily in the mirror instead
Sofia liked her new coloured hair
She had many popsicles, some here and some there
But as the sun was growing taller and stronger
The popsicles were frozen no longer
So Sofia had to say goodbye to her sticky friends
As a long summer day came to an end
Children's poems that I am working on for a friend of mine:)