(“Then
he said, ‘I tell you the truth. You must change and become like little
children. If you don’t do this, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.’”
Matthew 18:3)
Splash is
a sound that slaps the salty sidewalks on
summer afternoons. Children take the water seriously,
pointing the hose at the nearest victim. Giggles turn the
corners round the houses of everyone who has come out to see
the joy that fills the street.
They were
mostly grandchildren dancing like fountains,
toddlers tasting the sunlight as they hugged the water
spraying over them. They had not learned
(Like so
many adults do)
That it feels
so much like earning the days that
are given for free. They invite us to misbehave for just
a triangle of time each day.
Children
take what is offered, unabashed liberty.
They point the water hose at each other and the liquid
looks like diamonds bouncing off the sod.
The day turns late, the shadows grow long and parents
whistle for children to come home. One more slide down the
wetted grass, one more mouthful of water from the hose,
one more dousing of your crush, and one more towel to
dry everyone off
All in
all, it was a pretty good day.
No of a certain age needs to be taught to play.
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