It's tiring, running out of doors
Now Autumn reigns and days grow cool
And there are other things than school.
A leafy park lies quite near home
Granny likes to let them roam
And feel the wind blow through their hair
Two pixies - each with cheeky stare!
But when their energy runs low
A welcome bench is where they go
To take the weight off weary feet
While Granny offers something sweet.
Home-made of course by Mum's fair hand;
Who cares about the crumbs that land
On the ground where insects meet?
Cupcakes are their favourite treat!
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
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