Wool Cotton Lace & Snow

Seesaws floating up in space
Swings torn down and out of place
Sandcastles and sunny rays
Searing light and warmer days
All the little children know
Wool and cotton, lace and snow
Step inside the universe
Is it really nature's curse?
Giving back to her, you'll see
Wonders really are that free
Fridays have become the day
To realize and disobey