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The Returning Party

Poetry By: matmoo
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Something I found in the back catalog and thought I'd stick on here :)


Submitted:Jan 18, 2014    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Here they come as

Dusklight falls.

Little Tom on his

Father's shoulders -

tall as a GIANT!

In one hand a blue

balloon and in the

other a sticky,

gooey, sweet.

Falling in behind

is Mother and

sister Sue,

stomping through

the snow with

her big boots.

STOMP-ity STOMP!

When your older,

thinks Father,

I hope your

joy is

long.

I hope your

scars are

low.

Now though,

the day is spent,

and Tom and

Sue in their

parents arms,

are carried

home.





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