Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Under the Swing


Caleb came in sobbing.
He had a scratch on his bottom.

He’d been swinging and fell off
Onto a concrete block under the swing.

I know I moved those blocks far away
So I’m not sure why they’re back.

But I am, of course,
Just so thankful:

It could have been a head
As easily as a bottom.

No comments:

Post a Comment