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Jun 2014
When we rode by on our bicycles,
The leaves laughed.
As we tried to crush them with our tires.

When you and I cleaned the backyard,
The leaves laughed.
As we raked them, and I jumped into the pile.

When we walked down the wooded path,
The leaves laughed.
As we all hiked happily together again.
A poem for ma dad. Happy Father's day
Olivia L
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Olivia L  Earth, Apparently
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