The sun is making days when children thrive.
Today they played like crazy in the yard.
Not my kids - neighbors. All of them. There's five:
One here, one guest, three there, with mom on guard
To step in when her third one started hitting,
And me. Two kids had knocked, they'd come to say
That mine were wanted. I got up from sitting,
Delirious from list'ning to them play,
And witnessed, while the youngest duked it out,
And watched their mother trying not to shout,
And loved that someone's children were about.


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I can feel how you miss your kids when they're gone!
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