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Nov 2014
There's nothing worse than seeing a
Stuffed animal by the side of the road.
It always makes me think of the
Tear-stained face and grubby hands who
Accidentally dropped it
So much potential for happiness,
Yet it was just thrown away by chance...
I'll never forget the way my young hands
Rushed to tend to a small tear or dirt smudge on
My favorite fuzzy toy.
A fit of middle-school anger left it in the
Care of a donation box.
I wish more than anything I'd kept it.
I think we underestimate the value of
A permanently smiling hand-full of
Fur and memories.
Audrey
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Audrey
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