Lying, waiting in the dune grass
until the time is right,
I'm quiet and still.
Planned, plotted figuring out the right
strategy to ambush the boys.
The boys play their war games
unaware of me hiding
ready to strike.
It's all boy noises
rat-a-tat over and over,
boom, boom they say in loud voices.
I continue my wait,
I can be patient
as they come closer and closer.
The sky is so blue, the sun so bright
I feel the warmth on my legs as I wait.
The boys are near now
I'm almost ready to make my move.
A little closer
then bam
I jump up and roar.
The boys all jump and startle.
I laugh,
roll down the dune,
sand is flying everywhere
in all directions.
I'm up and running,
they're falling down the dune
they'll never catch me.