Stumble and dive
we just turned five -
each of us hold a balloon.

Run down the hall
stumble and fall -
scraping our knees before noon.

Slide on some socks
build static shocks -
zapping each other with grins.

Act like a brat
slide on the mat
Carpet burn stings on our shins.

Wearing our shoes
nothing to loose
we call out our parents bluffs

We ruin the lawn
now wearing a yawn -
our memories sketched in shoe scuffs