Saturday 25 July 2015

I am a boy



   I am a little boy
   I love to go out and play
   Every one says I give them trouble
   When my ball hits their window pane
   No one understands
  That a child needs to play
   Miss Twinkle who is our neighbor
   Told me with love and care
   That I should play in the field
   And stop breaking glass panes any more
    Now every one smiles at me and give me cookies to eat