Adventure
As my children do prepare,
For a glorious day,
Filled with sunshine, clouds like pillows
And breezes as they do sing.
The chill is finally over
And they wish to spread their wings
So out they go for a grand adventure
Their hearts like rabbits beating
They go and check the weather
And dress the way they feel
Free for movement fully prepared
They check their list today
They pack their bags and out they go
To play with all their things
With dreams of cowboys and indians
And all other imaginings
And as they ride their Hobby Horse
Together they do find
There are unlikely hero's
Playing in their minds
Once their destination reached
And their query indeed finding
They return to find more treasures
Things inside they'd left behind
Amongst the growing grass so high
Taking care amongst the brambles
They hide their treasures later to find
As they're now swashbuckling pirates
So many adventures to be had,
And only so many hours in a day
At times it lasts a lifetime
So the eyes of children say
Oh the wonder of a child
Their imaginations soar
If I could have so much fun to find
I would Never become bored
Kari Shinal
Copyright
March 2, 2008