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Play All Day

Children Can Choose Too

By SallyPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Every morning when I wake,

I ask my mom for a pancake.

With butter, syrup and bananas,

Sometimes it's drips on my pajamas.

Mom helps me dress for my new day,

Then I choose how I can play!

So many things that I could do,

Play with my cars or my toy zoo.

Blocks and bricks are always fun,

But so is drawing, I can't pick one!

I think I'll ask to go outside,

Where mom can seek, and I can hide.

The summer sun is shining bright,

I could play all day and night.

After all this fun we'll settle down,

Now let's go build a little town.

With all my toys we pretend,

A special world that we live in.

Then she reads my favorite story,

A man, a truck and a safari.

All that playing is the best,

But now I'm tired, time to rest.

I guess I got to do it all,

I thought that it would take ‘til fall!

I sure love when you let me choose,

Mom, you're the best and I love you.

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About the Creator

Sally

I live in the Pacific Northwest and I am a US Navy veteran. I love my family, my dogs and cats, nature, and hobby photography. I'm here to share my thoughts and words in different styles and genres. I hope you enjoy!

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