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Gobbling Sunshine

When we were little girls My mom used to give us raisins I couldn't figure out why Why would someone eat it? Why put the little shriveled thing in your mouth? But then she told us... The sun had done that So when we ate the raisins It was like gobbling up the sunshine And my sister immediately Ate every single one of hers But I just didn't understand Why would I want to eat the sun? And why did it shrivel up this poor Little fruit, once full of juice I also didn't go outside Without a huge rain coat on For fear of the sun shriveling me up like the raisin It took years for my mom To convince me different And for the first time, I ate a raisin The saddest part is I liked it... Hehe

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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