Pitter Patter

Pitter patter on the street
Thats the sound of little feet
Children laughing, dancing and smiling
Grown up a bit, no longer whining

Hair a mess,
Clothes torn,
Knees Grazed
Running Crazed

Hugs all around,
Look what i found,
Look right here in my hand

Creepy, crawlies
Squirmy squirmy
oh, i dont like it
mummy take it please

got to love them
got to stand and cheer
make the most of them
kids change every year