• Hand in hand they run
    Grass above their heads
    Lost in a world
    Of a seven year old’s
    Fantasy

    Summer heat hangs thick
    Sweat clings hair to her face
    Sweat clings a shirt to his back
    Cicadas chirp and butterflies flutter
    Still lost in the world
    Of a seven year old’s
    Fantasy

    Under an oak tree they sit
    Gasping for air that eludes them
    A lollipop is revealed from his pocket
    A smile dances on her lips
    They take turns enjoying the taste
    Sharing lollipop kisses
    Forever lost in the world
    Of a seven year old’s
    Fantasy