All winter, I dream
I dream of the green green field
The giant field nearby
Favorite place of all children
where sunshine meets beaming faces
Kids cart, bike, balls and scope
have been impatient in coldness
waiting to be released in the warmth bath of rays
Once again happy to be among other toys
To be running till out of breath
Kick balls from one corner to the other
Flying to catch frisbee
Rolling over the grass and smell like it
Fresh fresh Spring day in the field
Live lived in this green green field
Young and old are energized
Just to be lying around all day long
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