Child Again - Beth Nielsen Chapman

She’s wheeled into the hallway

Till the sun moves down the floor

Little squares of daylight

Like a hundred times before

She’s taken to the garden

For the later afternoon

Just before her dinner

They return her to her room

And inside her mind

She is running

She is running in the summer wind

Inside her mind

She is running in the summer wind

Like a child again

The family comes on sunday

And they hover for awhile

They fill her room with chatter

And they form a line of smiles

Children of her children

Bringing babies of their own

Sometimes she remembers

Then her mama calls her home

Playmate, come out and play with me

(it's raining, it’s poring, the old man is snoring)

And bring your dollies three

(bumped his head on the edge of the bed)

Climb up my apple tree

(never got up in the morning)

Slide down my rain barrel

(rain, rain, go away)

Into my cellar door

(come again another day)

And we’ll be jolly friends

(little johnny wants to play)

Forevermore

(some more)

And inside her mind

She is running

She is running in the summer wind

Like a child again