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Puddles

Staccato splatters hit the pavement
Landing in puddles
Where their wake ripples to our amazement
Our red boots jumped
Our small hand splashed
The oceanic puddles were our rainy-day entertainment.

Puddles

Staccato splatters hit the pavement
Landing in puddles
Where their wake ripples to our amazement
Our red boots jumped
Our small hand splashed
The oceanic puddles were our rainy-day entertainment.

Carmen Oldham  14, Seattle

 
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