A team of four - or more than two
Tappy children waddle by -
To see the lake - with a loon, with
Their mother - looking nigh:
Their funny games, which all they play
Throughout the night of orange suns;
Of tannéd eyes the streetlights flay
And run on home would all of them:
Then father comes and takes away
To other places in a night;
All gone the children, gone today -
Perhaps they'll come another time.
May 3, 2021
May 3, 2021 at 12:09 AM UTC
A team of four - or more than two
Tappy children waddle by -
To see the lake - with a loon, with
Their mother - looking nigh:
Their funny games, which all they play
Throughout the night of orange suns;
Of tannéd eyes the streetlights flay
And run on home would all of them:
Then father comes and takes away
To other places in a night;
All gone the children, gone today -
Perhaps they'll come another time.