Racing to the woods on a summer day
singing as she makes her way
through the stream of tadpoles she stoops to say Hey – cupping 2 or 3 in her hand, releasing them, then skipping away
the embankment forces a bit of a frown as she removes her shoes and sits on its ground
feet flicking the water across the pond, she takes up her shoes then leaps with bound
cool water rushing between her toes, eyeing the footbridge – off to it she goes.
Through the woods on a summer day to meet her friends for a day of play.
too bad all kids were not raised in this way