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The End of Summer? Or The Beginning of Fall?
Posted Nov 11 2009 10:03pm
Cruisin' to the park...
Where sometimes I talk while swinging...
But most of the time...
I just relax...
Enjoy the sunshine...
And have fun!
Then sometimes...
My mom puts me in this box full of sand...
And I stare at it for a bit...
But then I reach down...
And rub my fingers through it...
When I decide it's pretty cool, I pick some up...
And I stare at my achievement...
And I stare at it some more...
I'm not sure why it sticks to my hands...
And Mom! I'm always willing to share!
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Where sometimes I talk while swinging...
Enjoy the sunshine...
And have fun!
Then sometimes...
My mom puts me in this box full of sand...
And I stare at it for a bit...
But then I reach down...
And rub my fingers through it...
When I decide it's pretty cool, I pick some up...
And I stare at it some more...
I'm not sure why it sticks to my hands...
And Mom! I'm always willing to share!