Our Kingdom

one of the best times of life

We burped like frogs.

Our lips bled with Popsicle juices.

The sun dared us to play hide and seek.

Games and its rules were our honor.

Dirty socks our mothers' miseries.



The bug on the fat boy’s head.

Tanya’s pig tails.

The missing spokes of the bicycle.

The paper boat.

Bruised knees.



We drew our own place

To bask in our kingdom