To Babka...

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: (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 dad’s 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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