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I was sitting at the playground watching
the merry go round, go round. Then I saw
a little girl looking afraid, clinging tightly to
her horse as it went up and she looked
down. She reached out for her Momma,
but her Momma just waved. Suddenly the
little girls eye's lit up and she smiled back
so brave. Her Momma took a photograph
to treasure and save. While silently fearing
her little girl, will grow up too soon, one of
these passing days...
Holding tightly yet to the flowers I bought,
I quietly walked away.
Bu şiiri puanla
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