Restless

Restless Children while restless and sad with their tears Stuck in the house, there’s bad weather this day. No desire to play with a doll, or teddy bear The sky is the most terrible shade of grey. With anticipation of a sun filled ray The effects of the cold will have yet to part. And the children hope they can finally play. Yet the sounds of their voice will warm our heart. Oh, please Mr. Sun, shine our way, we do pray It’s boring in the house, please let us out We kids need to play, I heard Jenny say We’ll be quiet as a mouse if you let us of this house. The grey skies have passed a golden sun brought forth A prayer, a plead and a tear shed few holds its worth.

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Ve MacKay