The Little Boy

by Lisa Anne Reynolds

The little boy runs around everywhere; jumping in puddles and climbing in trees. He falls down and gets back up laughing as he looks at the dirt on his pants and hands. He stops for lunch only because his mom makes him, otherwise he would continue to go and go. Once he is done with lunch, back outside he goes to continue his mission to explore and learn in the form of fun. Running and jumping, finding every rock, stick and bug within a fifty yard radius. All day long the little boy is on the move until finally the sun sets and his mom makes him come in for the night.


Lisa Anne Reynolds is a student at Blue Mountain Community College in Pendleton, Oregon. In addition to writing poetry and short stories, Lisa enjoys volunteering in the community, reading, movies, and spending time with family and friends.


Jp said...

Man, I wish I was still that little boy.

Madam Z said...

And I wish I had been a "little boy," instead of a little girl, forced to play with dolls and other boring stuff.

But thanks to you, Lisa, today I get to experience vicariously a delightful day in the life of a delightful little boy.

Ian said...

Nice 6 Lisa – elegant, simple and the active verbs and restlessness are a perfect fit with the subject. Very evocative, made me want to go down to the creek at the end of my street and look for tadpoles. :)

Bob Clay said...

Perfect, ....and you just know tomorrow there'll be a whole new world to explore all over again.

Alana said...

Congratulations, Lisa!! Glad to see that you were finally published... See you at school Monday!