The rarely used playground
Had the records of children
The sand was full of prints
Shoe prints of the same type
They looked like beauty spots
Decorating Earth mother's face
She was beaming with smiles
Softened by the light-footedness
Marching towards marks
Keeps children off the ground
The mother couldn't bear
The removal of the foot prints
She stayed the wind and sky
Requested a delay of change
The prints were there
Just there talking about life
