Cotton candy taste
Milkshake dreams, candy dazed heads
Running around till street lights dim
Playing in dirt, making messes with paste
Torn band aid where skinned knees bled
Children’s laughter is the best medicine
Rose tinted faces, sticky hands become wet
Soggy mittens, stingy hair
Crowded playground, whipping cars along with street
Little things mean a lot like loose change found
Moving higher and higher on the swing set
Egged on by friends, big kids start to stare
World looking miniature underneath small feet
With courage, jumping off and landing on the ground
I just want to hear the children play
No longer a fight over silly rules and bedtimes at early twilight
Sense of security, cavity of society decays
Playgrounds once full of life become eerily silent.
Milkshake dreams, candy dazed heads
Running around till street lights dim
Playing in dirt, making messes with paste
Torn band aid where skinned knees bled
Children’s laughter is the best medicine
Rose tinted faces, sticky hands become wet
Soggy mittens, stingy hair
Crowded playground, whipping cars along with street
Little things mean a lot like loose change found
Moving higher and higher on the swing set
Egged on by friends, big kids start to stare
World looking miniature underneath small feet
With courage, jumping off and landing on the ground
I just want to hear the children play
No longer a fight over silly rules and bedtimes at early twilight
Sense of security, cavity of society decays
Playgrounds once full of life become eerily silent.
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