Look at me.
said the child.
I can't reach the doorknob.
open the door.
Thank you, I could not have done it without you.
i don't understand.
Here, I found this seashell today.
it's pretty.
I want you to have it.
thank you.
I'm going now, it was so nice to meet you.
you too, child.
Good Bye.
i won't forget.

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The Flower
A plant grew
beside the kitchen door
tiny leaves then stems
and more.
Atop the green
a small bud grew
beauty came forth
and then we knew.
All around
dwells mystery
patience allows us
to observe - and see.
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