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Posted by pickleweasel at on August 04, 2003 at 17:55:50:

(and anyone else who cares to read)

happy little poem I wrote...enjoy!

I step outside and look around.
The birds are singing in the trees.
I eagerly embrace the gentle breeze.

Slowly, I walk away from my house.
Feeling as tiny as a little mouse.
I stare in wonder at the vast fields all around me.

I hear my dadís tractor far away.
As I watch the farmers baling hay.

I start to hum a cheerful tune.
gazing up at the sky, I spot the moon.
I realize it will be nighttime soon.

Walking over to my pool, I gaze at the crystal clear water.
I place my hands on the warm blanket, and begin splashing around.
laughter enters my body without making a sound.
happily, I sink to the ground.
I lie in the freshly mowed grass, and breathe in the cool, crisp night air.

Suddenly, I hear a noise that sounds like thunder.
As a streak of lightning appears, I gaze in wonder.
As I hear the dogs begin to bark, I notice the sky is becoming dark.

Jumping to my feet, I quickly walk toward the house.
As I reach the steps, I stop to gaze at the moon one last time.
I turn around and walk inside...

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