Little Feet, Soft Hands

October 23, 2017

Little feet—out of sight...pitter patter. They play in the rain.

Leaping, skipping, thumping through grass—faces spread smiles...

The breeze blows—dandelions plucked from roots...Make a wish, may I?

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