My Son
My son sits in the house
on rainy spring time days
Imagining the fun
he will have under the sunny rays
My son finds bugs
and toads and frogs
And squirmy little snakes
that live beneath the logs
He walks along the stream
that’s hidden in the trees
And returns with muddy shoes
after every stormy breeze
As my son goes walking
down the street
Who do you think
that he will meet?
To the man who was
walking his dog today
He asked if the dog
had time to play
The man said he must
hurry back home
He had to feed
his big dog Jerome
He and his dog would
return to play ball
But the man said that
my son might be too small
My son saw the kites
flying in the sky
He asked if he
could give it a try
They said the wind
was so strong today
A little boy might
get blown away
My son saw the geese
walking along
The honking sounded like
a joyful song
Don’t get too close,
a boy with no bread
Can be in danger
with a goose that’s not fed
My son climbed up high
into a tree
He said he was looking
at a strange looking bee
He thought He would climb up
and then right back down
But he decided to stay
he could see the whole town
My son got tired
and came home to eat
He said after lunch
he had some friends to meet
He met his friends at the park
and played on the swings
They made up stories
of all types of things
First they imagined
they went to the moon
And ate huge piles
of ice cream with a spoon
In their thoughts
they went to a farm
And played in the loft
of an old barn
They went to a city
and climbed a high tower
They were able to return
in less than an hour
They lived in the past
and rode on horseback
They decided to help build
the first railroad track
They went to the future
where cars were like planes
And walking around
was very, very strange
My son is having fun
and learning while he plays
As his Dad, I want to be near
to help him through all his days