Sunlit Hopscotch
Chalk dust rising
Candy striped bedsheets
In a warm wind dancing
Sharpened lolly sticks
Rathbone duelling
Marbles in the gutter
No keepsies bickering
Goal post coats
Tin can dribbling
Farmers in his den
All circled in a ring
Ma calls out, supper is done
We go in with the sleepy sun
