Grass green sways in the wind
Sky blue of such depth
White pillows fill in the canvas
Small fingers point up
Decorations of white entertain
Bringing about such delight
Wind lifts tiny curls
Framing the cherub face
Laughter escapes
As tendrils tickle the face
The sound contagious
Even strangers are amused
Watching with delight
As happiness is so bright
A breezy spring day
Children all out at play
Nothing in sight
To give them any fright
The days longer
Bodies grow stronger
Dancing without a care
On a great spring day
Happiness grows
As the wind doth blow
The green meets the blue
In the distance
One day we might
See the day
When brown meets darkness
Happiness illuded
As children become secluded
Enjoy each day
Like it’s the last day
As it is the cure to grey days
And produces children at play
Written by Niyahlove
Jennifer Humphrey
Jul 2, 2010
Jul 2, 2010 at 2:14 AM UTC
Grass green sways in the wind
Sky blue of such depth
White pillows fill in the canvas
Small fingers point up
Decorations of white entertain
Bringing about such delight
Wind lifts tiny curls
Framing the cherub face
Laughter escapes
As tendrils tickle the face
The sound contagious
Even strangers are amused
Watching with delight
As happiness is so bright
A breezy spring day
Children all out at play
Nothing in sight
To give them any fright
The days longer
Bodies grow stronger
Dancing without a care
On a great spring day
Happiness grows
As the wind doth blow
The green meets the blue
In the distance
One day we might
See the day
When brown meets darkness
Happiness illuded
As children become secluded
Enjoy each day
Like it’s the last day
As it is the cure to grey days
And produces children at play
Written by Niyahlove
Jennifer Humphrey
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