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The Big Puddle

Of my tiny little pond, I have grown quite very fond. Skimming stones and watching frogs, Wading through or walking logs. Collecting ferns and butterflies, This is where true beauty lies. Written by, Sheri Lynne Evans February 24, 2006

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