Babysitter

Every half hour

I peek out the window

He is sitting on the foothpath

He is riding his bike

He is chasing other kids

He is playing foorball

He is sitting in the garden

He disappears

I walk down the road

He is in the field.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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