Sun kissing their cheeks
Wind ruffling their hair Grass tickling their toes They run Ball flying Arms pumping Feet blurring They run Laughter drifting through the air Hurrahs and groans each taking their turn Mouths smiling from ear to ear They run Springtime and Sundays were made for this
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