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Jul 2014
Tiny hands and blooming smiles
the innocence and trust of a child.
To be that young again,
pleased with the simplest of things.
Laughter and arms up lifted for a ride.
Content to be carried along
secure in your faith,
minuscule worries.
Elizabeth Novak
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Elizabeth Novak  America
(America)   
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