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Poetry: Through the eyes of a child

by Tiffany G King

Little feet running around in this heat. Running with laughter chasing happily ever afters.

Little hands throwing toys, she's much too young for boys.

Little toes tickling her nose. Oh how I love to watch her grow!

Little ears, she is safe and secure without any fears. I am curious to see what she will be in a few years.

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