Playing

 

Sometimes I think people might judge me for playing.

Maybe they think I act too young for my age. 

Maybe they think I should have moved on from playing in the gravel. 

Maybe I'm too weird for them, and that's why they don't give me a chance. 

But, you, you've given me a chance. 

Maybe it's because I've given you a chance. 

I treat you like a person but know how to get on your level. 

I'm not embarrassed to look silly if that's what'll make us friends. 

Thanks, buddy. 

I love you, and I'll keep playing with you as long as you want. 

*Photo by Mom