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Sliding Fun


Climbing up the hill,
crazy carpet in hand,
tripped over a rock,
man oh man.

I grabbed ahold
of your hand,
finished going
up the hill,
we both went down together,
it was a thrill.

Laughing
and having fun,
playtime,
has just begun.

Lying on my stomach,
on my back
you jumped,
hang on tight
little one,
here comes a big bump.

Big bump gone
and so were you,
you bounced
right off my back,
didn't hang on
tight enough,
did you?

LOL I wrote this about my little 5 year old boy and myself.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.22/2003

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