Playday

Long, golden hair 
flowing, springing in
air 
Chuckle, little care 
whispering, gleeming at
...
at her teddy bear 

swing, high up 
and up and up 
TEDDY! LOOK!
LOOK AT THE SKY! 

slow, lower and lower
tippy toes 
wrinkled noes 
there she goes 

COME ON TEDDY BEAR!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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