Monday, June 14, 2010

Little Girls.....


Braids are bouncing as they race
To their favorite hiding place
Down the dusty lane they run
Hand in hand beneath the sun
Isn’t it a glorious world?
It’s great to be a little girl

Butterflies and fantasy
Flip-flop feet so fancy-free
Living happy carefree hours
In a world of smiles and flowers
Pure and priceless, precious pearls
In the form of little girls

Sunbeams dancing on their way
Laughter trickling as they play
Endless chatter, boundless dreams
Where the winsome fairy gleams
What a sad and dreary world
Were it not for little girls

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Janet Martin

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