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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