I dedicate this poem to those little kids whom I watch from my window in Matinkylä. There’s a school, a primary school, just in front of my apartment and I love watching kids playing in front of the school. There’s a small playground in front of the school where there are a variety of swings. I have seen them playing in all seasons; in winter or summer. I admire seeing them walking in a queue, following their teacher, when on a visit to a nearby area.