day at the park

the tiny girl with her curly blonde hair running down her back
she goes down the slide and the wind rushes past her face
her blue dress flows gently as she runs
once she gets to the swings she jumps right on the hot black seat
pumping her legs she flys higher and higher
her dress and her hair swish as she swings
her smile is as great as the eiffle tower
fresh cut grass is an aromatic sign of summer
the warmth of the air is making her hot
so she runs inside, her hair a mess, and gets a drink
later that night she will be back out
swinging and sliding with her blonde hair flying