I throw a ball and it comes back to me.
I climb a tree to see a bumble bee.
I run, I climb, I do it all the time.
One moment, I chase and the next I am being chased,
I run away in haste only to find splashing water in my face.
Such happiness, such fun, to play in the sun.
Even in the rain, playing is really not a pain.
I splash, I splosh, I wash, I swosh, gosh that’s fun.
J M Lysun