YOUNG CHILD OF FOUR

A young child of four loves hugs and cuddles
Getting into scrapes and jumping puddles
They dearly hold onto mummy's handΒ
Talking in a language only they understandΒ
Everyday is an adventure to a child of four
Much to look forward when they rush out the door
The only decision to make is chips or fries
A visit to Grandma and a guaranteed surpriseΒ
Everyday this child of four is starting to grow
With that work and responsibilities will be on show
The child reflects and longs once more for hugs and cuddlesΒ
To get into scrapes and jump enormous puddles

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Comments
Awwww thats lovely x
Nice poem angel cute