extraordinary

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just a little something that came to me one sunday morning

Submitted: March 04, 2007

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extraordinary

Is it the little things we do that make us ordinary?
Or is it someone who thinks outside the box,
that turns everything scary?
One thought, one idea, that doesn't match the other's own,
One disaggreement can cast a critic eye on a friend,
like looking at a stranger in your home.
For this I dream, I imagine,
Of all the things the world could be.
Thru the looking glass, I'm on the outside looking in,
seeing everything as it should be.
Where words were meant  to redeem,
and kids were encouraged to dream.
Where teachers are the sewtress,
that stitch up societies' seam
I mean.......
is it something pluasible, likable, it is, very.
So read this little tale and be merry,
Theres hope for the future, cause in our own way,
We are all extraordinary.


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