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What a Gift

What a Gift…! Can you hear the splash of little feet? Who encounter the mud puddles as they meet, Gathering weather-beaten boards for a store, the office, or an automobile, and a lot more. Popsicle sticks provide families that do talk, Pebbles in line mark a colorful sidewalk to walk. While a cardboard box that is light is a house, filled to their personal delight, with a toy mouse. Muddy shoes and torn clothes do not matter, neither do their dirty noses in play and chatter. A gift of imagination is all It will take for a child to use mud and turn it Into a yummy cake. By tiptoe

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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