It would seem these two lads are back out to play after lunch.
Minolta SR-T 101, MC Rokkor – PF 50mm f1.7
The Mint Below the Seat
When I was small I swung my legs
And sang a silly tune.
I counted yellow ladybirds
While Nana cleaned her rooms.
When I was young I laughed and played
Below rain-darkened skies.
I never knew a sorrow borne;
I rarely wept and sighed.
I never saw cut flowers decay
In vases on the sills.
I never sensed the curse of time
That stole my games and thrills.
When I was ten each loving touch
Would ease my pain and fear.
I’d yet to sit through bedside ills
That whispered death was near.
Now older I can understand
That hardship bars my way,
That those I love may someday leave,
But I will have to stay.
Once I was young and liked to pluck
The mint below the seat,
While Granda clipped the garden hedge
And swept below my feet.