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Puddle Power

A toddler and a puddle’s Like a magnet and some nails. All logic is abandoned; Spontaneity prevails. There’s no thought of discomfort, Of one’s clinging clothing damp; Just joy in jumping jauntily, A puddle pounding champ. As we grow up we lose that edge And life becomes a muddle. Perhaps we’d sort it out if we Could splash into a puddle!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/4/2012 11:51:00 AM
For every jump a squeaky shoe. This is great. I love Like a magnet and some nails. love, Kathy
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