Just Give Lydia a Stack of Books
Lydia had a fantastical mind that loved summer breezes
She loved filling it up with pirates, dragons and daring deeds
Just give me a stack of books and a meadow, she would say.
Gone all day, entertaining herself, enjoying her adventures.
She loved the sound of the grass gently moved by the wind.
She adored the birds who cheered her on. Sometimes an ant visited.
If she had a sandwich, she might share a pinch of it.
She can always entertain herself, her mother would say.
A rare talent, learned in childhood that has lasted her whole life.
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