Life is a Playground (And so is our backyard).

Every single day,
I wake up and play

With a beautiful little girl
Who has a head-full of curls.

When my daughter is not starting a war,
She truly is my shining star.

I laugh and smile so much these days
The hours pass on and time is a haze.

We live in a pretend world, a play zone
Where our dreams and hopes are our own.

She sees things in delight and wonder
From a red stop sign to the sound of thunder.

I forget my life before she came along
For now we sing a new song.

Tunes of silliness, words of laughter
And movies where things end happily ever after.

I know these days won't always last
I know the future will have disappointments that appear fast.

Yet now I'm enjoying the simple playground
The one where I see happiness and hear joyful sounds.

As we climb the wall, slide down and swing
I'm reminded of the precious gift that life brings.

Of how we're only here for a short time
Something I can't even capture in this rhyme.

How I want to cherish moments - spend them having fun
Before the hour glass runs out and time is done.

I'm going to play hard and be in the wild
For myself, for my husband and for my gorgeous child.


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Here are the photos and the three year old that inspired the above, simple poem:



















Do you make time to "play" each day?  I'm trying to remember that my life is a playground.  Now I have a constant reminder in my own backyard!  :)