October 10, 2012
By Amanda333 SILVER, Portland, Oregon
Amanda333 SILVER, Portland, Oregon
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I see a caterpillar tread
Over the leaves that have turned quite red
That little worm in my rose bed
Seems to leave things unsaid

I see a sparrow perched up high
Atop the wire so tall in the sky
And screaming his battle cry
He seems to say goodbye

I see a deer bounding with grace
Through a meadow filled with Queen Anne’s lace
Reaching into my knowledge base
I realize I am out of place

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