The Little Red wagon

The little Red wagon
Sitting by the shed
The red paint
Chipping and fading away

Hidden in amungst
The piles
Of leaves
Never used
But left to remember.

The children
giggling
Pulling the wagon
Piled with toys and teddy bears
Stopping by the creek to picnic

The gurgling creek
In tune with the
Children's laughter
The sun peaking through the trees

And next spring
The little red wagon
Left to remember
It's childhood.