The Present Look see the gift It's paper shiny gold, bejeweled with red ribbon Shake it-- no rattle Open it hands quivering with excitement It's so heavy This must be the best present ever Puzzlement It's empty No wait There is a note Put box to ear And you do and you hear Mother doing dishes Dad... Sign in to see full entry.
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Little poems; how to lick a rainbow, the sky wept, sun peeking,lanterns. . . by Mamajoy. Can I write a poem a day? Hmmmm.
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