"No way!
Okay, Okay, Okay."

She's shouting at her mother,
"I hate you! Go Away!"

"The rain has stopped, the rain has stopped!
Now we can go out and play!"

She's only three, that beautiful girl,
but what next might she say?

With no idea what it is
that causes her emotions to sway.

I understand how it feels to never know
what feelings to portray.

I beg to prove that I am happy
but let a single tear stray.

She begs to prove that she's not tired
but the yawns are there to betray.

"Lets go, Lets go! the rain is gone!
and we're running out of day!"

I love this kid, but that can't be enough.
I wish that I could stay.