untouched

Pedalling around through natural paths
Screaming & shouting, the bunch still raw
Untouched & free, a spirit in each
That which the innocent possess & do not understand

Springs & streams, green grass & trees
Whats a scratch, neither a bruise
There is always a smile to cover all those
My world is lovely, bright & in hues

Summers around, an adventure.. a sport
Friendships & bonds exchanged about
A hurtful look, soon a gathering around
Confused at the bird down on the ground

A shriek of joy, heads turn around
While I watch, spontaneity untold as mouths drop down
A tortoise creeping out the lake
While history is lost, untold but forgotten without.

Tamarind tinge’s & gooseberry red
Patch’s of green & brown, clothes made use of
A surrounding of joy, laughter behold
It’s a wonderful world, I choose it to be so…