copyright by Shannon Starks
Thanks to John & Sandra for the wonderful memories at Oswald State Park.
I went exploring up the hill,
Round the switchbacks, over bumps,
And when I went exploring, this is what I got--
Rocks in my shoes.
I searched for tadpoles in the pond,
Under rushes, through tall grass,
And when I searched for tadpoles, this is what I got--
Stickers in my socks.
I scrambled up a knotty pine,
Among the needles, near the sky,
And when I scrambled up there, this is what I got--
Scratches on my legs.
I took a field trip to the woods,
Down the hollow, across the creek,
And when I took a field trip, this is what I got--
Mud between my toes.
I made a voyage on the sea,
Aboard the white caps, past the cliffs,
And when I made a voyage, this is what I got--
Salt against my skin.
I skipped and jumped around the fire,
Along the benches, by the light,
And when I skipped and jumped there, this is what I got--
Sand stuck in my teeth.
I ran to catch the yellow moon,
After dark, beyond the shore,
And when I ran to catch it, this is what I got--
Cold like an ice berg.
So I went looking for my dad,
From the castle to the logs,
And when I found my dad, this is what I got--
Warm as hot chocolate.