Ode to Mud.

Spring has sprung,
Mud abounds,
Children outside
Digging holes in the ground.

Gooey, slimy,
Muddy places,
No wonder why
I can't see their faces!

Working together,
Hours of fun,
Thoughts of clean-up
Lost in the sun.

Knocking outside,
I've just mopped the floor,
Think again if you thought
I'd open the door!

Smiles and mud
Hold kid-magnet power,
Wish Ben would install
A BIG outdoor shower!