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The Happy Little Writer

I knew a girl named Sally, Her mom bought her a new pen, Told her it was a magic wand, Full of stories she had to tell them Her mom bought a journal, With the phrase, "Your words can change the world" Written in script on every page She carried her journal with pride, By day and by night, She began understanding She had the power to write As her work progressed, Her stories soon played out She found the voice she never knew she possessed Was heard when she wrote it down So she began telling stories, Of how people made her feel, How Johnny gave her butterflies, But didn't know that she was real She told a long tale About a friend she used to have, Cindy from across the street Who taught her how to sing She wrote a lengthy novel, About Martha Ann Gustavo Who could play the Grand Piano Better then Mr. Oswaldo She colored a few pictures, With her magic fun filled pen, To illustrate the points she made And to give more life to them Its funny how your mind works, When you let yourself find out, You're capable of so much more When you don't fill your head with doubts
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Apr 3, 2012
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