Kids In The Park-collaboration By Charles Messina.

Swing set riders

And sliding board sliders

And players

On the merry-go –round


Getting scratched up knees

From climbing up trees

Dirty sneakers

From the mud on the ground


Holding hands with his pal

Ignoring scratch from the fall

Shouting together

Playing on, calling all


Paying push –cart prices

For their cool Italian ices

And their lips

Turned cherry and blue


And they ride their bikes

As they go on hikes

Swatting nets

As the butterflies flew


They make choo-choo trains

And have green grass stains

And go fishing

In the pond in the park


They have fun in the sun

While they play and they run

Having fun

Until the days are getting dark



( for a contest in poetry soup, the shaded stanza is my addition to her poem, ranked 3rd in the contest)

 

sorry, the shaded colour has disappeared. The third stanza is my contribution to her poem.