where she felt loved
she sang her cereal into the ground; her puppy howled with appreciation
enjoying her daily dancing and skipping to and from kindergarten
where she could make messes, paint, and play with friends
her teacher sneaked her into a tent and let her draw during their nap times
she had found the perfect place to spend her days, where she felt loved
where her creativity was appreciated
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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