Fun Days

I actually wrote this when I was little. I thought I would put it up!

We run through the grass,
Its coolness at our feet,
Rolling down the hill,
Crashing at the bottom.

Grass stains on our knees,
leaves in our hair,
Twigs and dirt on our back.

Throwing a ball,
Hitting it with a bat.
Drawing with colored chalk,
A picture of fun.

We are there for each other,
There to play and have fun,
With someone like you,
Whose always there when you need them!