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And the children Climbing sand dunes The better to see the sea Delight in summer thunder storms Watching for rainbows In the sunny sky. Picking blue berries from prickly bushes Shuffling yellow and green leaves along the walk Crunching snow beneath our feet Shaping snowballs with our freezing fingers. Home from school Tossing school-bags on bed and chair Raiding the frigidaire Singing long into the night. Long ago. Eyes peering often unseeing Ears listening often unhearing Legs wending their weary way Though my walk is not so springy anymore |
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