Flat Stanley Visits the Skagit Valley
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Flat stanley
Flat Stanley needed some time off
to have a little fun.
Cassidie thought her grandpa
would be the very one
to show him the sights and glories of
a great metropolis.
So she sent him off to Seattle
with a farewell wave and kiss.
Now I don't know all that Grandpa did
to show him a good time,
but Stanley came to see me too,
the reason for this rhyme.
April in our valley is
a true sight to behold,
with fields of flaming tulips
and daffodils of gold.
When first he came I fed him.
He looked so strangely flat.
If Grandpa gave him food to eat
I don't know where it's at.
Then i told him that I'd take him for
a long floriferous stroll.
I knew those fields of flowers would
be food for Stanley's soul.
When Stanley saw those lovely flowers,
all he could do was smile.
I took him from my pocket
and let him run awhile.
He smelled of the pretty tulips
and laughed with pure elation.
He was so glad to see them
on his Washington vacation.
I live in Northern Washington
in the wonderful Puget sound,
in the lovely Skagit Valley,
the most beautiful place around.
I'm Cassidie's great grandaunt Joyce
and I'd like for her to know
that I want her to come with him
if flat Stanley wants to go
On another trip to these parts
when he gets some itching feet.
Like he, she'd think this country is
extremely hard to beat.
The moral of this story is
if you're an imaginary kid
there's nothing that you cannot do
and nothing is forbid.
(You can find stories about Flat Stanley by googling him. He is a literacy project for grade schools.)
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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