There are three girls walking there, all with different shades of hair. One cut short, another long, my ponytail in the sun.
When I was young, I used to love having my hair in a ponytail; and it hasnβt changed until this day! When growing up, I would often be in the sun, having fun in the garden of my Grandmotherβs with my cousin Rosie and our friend who I shall keep unnammed, who we stated was a cousin as well, just because she felt like family.
We were very innocent, wonderful and happy as could be! After all, we were kids, yet it always melted my heart how even though we were as different as can be, we all still loved each other.
We loved pretending, imagining, singing, dancing and often even hurting each other on purpose by placing a seesaw on the top of a hill and waiting for the first one of us to fall off of it! It was hilarious how foolish we were, devious at best.
We were just a bunch of fun-loving kids and I wanted to show our simplistic nature through being inspired by Limerick poetry. It seemed fun, silly and definitely a delight to try!