A Perfect Day
The sky finally opened and really let fly,
Buckets of rain down from the sky.
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Children’s delight: boots, hats and coats,
Jumping in puddles, making a moat.
Water mirrors give faces a twist,
Were all soaking wet, you get the gist.
A good hot shower, and please a new story,
How about the Jabberwocky in all its glory.
Little heads droop, still wanting to play,
Off to bed sweethearts, a perfectly wonderful day.
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2008
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