little boy

shuffling through the dirt,
un-cleaning your feet
tappin out your own beat,
a treat to find a little
froggy friend, end in being
soaked
fishin for trout, no one about
try catchin butterflies, tellin
little white lies, smile,
melt hearts, playin in ya billycart,
happy little chappy you are
everywhere at a run, so much fun
excited over the mundane,
watchin aeroplanes
in the sun the place to be
a paddock, with a hammock, what
better way to spend a day than
hard at play

As you are so I was
so enjoy little boy
before life takes hold
makes you old
heaps responsibility and
duty on ya shoulders
try to hold to bein young
and havin fun.

When you have nothing left but memories,
make sure they are worth having