Twinkle in her eyes

Face wrinkled by her smile

A sweet kiss as she lays me down to sleep

Twinkle fades

Her face and decay

A sweet, gentle, and loving kiss as she lays down to sleep

Playing a game of tag

Across the rocky dirt

The pebbles scattered in the

Field of children

Of all classes full of

Life and games

We run and run and

Run till we can’t so we

Hide to not be found

And to not be captured

Bound along the edge of plastic stones

Away far far away from the chasers

Tired sneakers pound the ground made

Of dirt and clay

A Breeze sways the trees and a

Cold snow showers over our warm

Friendship

Bye playground full of

My classmates and my

Dear

Friend.