Sand box love story
I saw him again today, with a milk ring around his lips as always,
Breath of chocolate chip cookies,
His beautiful tussled hair clung to his ears,
The mud stains on his jeans from recess
Oh how he makes my heart flutter.
We never sleep during naptime,
Those precious minutes are spent discussing our favorite Barney episode
And he knows so much about life
Like about the invisible dragons
The best superheroes
And how to hold your poop in.
We proclaimed our love in the sandbox,
But that was short lived,
He shared his cookies with Nancy
And my heart was forever broken.
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