That spelt for me
The rhyme within
If I had a flower...
That spread for me
The smile of childhood glee
If I had a dog...
That looked to see
How nice I could really be...
If I had a plant...
That grew in me
The faith of growth in odds that be
I would then become (probably)
A tad less selfish
And...
Wish anew!
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Beautiful!
I recall this fine morning when I was walking on this road with a friend. After a while, it did not matter where the road went...
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