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Hannah Cee May 2012
Have a picnic,
Think some thoughts.
Write some words
In a special spot.
Though your mind
Gets tied in knots,
Think some things
That can’t be taught.

Once you get all lost
In puzzles,
Take a moment
To relax your muscles.

Search for what
You just can’t see,
Whatever that may be.
Look here,
And there,
And around the corner,
‘Til you swear
You’re getting warmer.

Soon you have found
Your own space,
A particularly
Happy place.
Hannah Cee May 2012
Have a picnic, think some thoughts.
Write some words in a special spot.
Though your mind gets tied in knots,
Think some things that can't be taught.

When you find yourself all lost in puzzles,
Take a moment to relax your muscles.
Roll around upon the ground,
Wound up in thoughts confound.

Search for what you just can't see,
Whatever it could be.
Look here and there and around the corner,
'Til you swear you're getting warmer.

Figure out who is on your mind,
Ask yourself how they got there.
Take a leap, take a climb,
Forget about who is where.

But don't forget about around you,
Listen to the pulsing air.
Be glad that no one has found you,
Have a moment to sit and stare.

When you feel that you must go,
Think about all you know.
Although there are things you must outgrow,
You are you from head to toe.

— The End —