Trading Places

If I could trade places
With little, happy boys
I’d fit in tiny spaces
I’d play with fun new toys

If I could run and play
With glee and wild delight
I’d relish each new day
I’d drink in each new sight

If I could dance and rolick
With wildness, joy and cheer
I’d race around and frolick
I’d gallop far and near

But now that I am growing
I should act more my age
But oh how staid and boring
To turn to that new page

So I’ll still play and scamper
With my two little boys
And I won’t put a damper
On their delight and joy


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