Tree rider. Poem.

in hive-114105 •  2 months ago  (edited)


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Tree rider.

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My child has climbed
to the edge of a tree
when I barely told him
the count of one, two and three,
and he made me smile
when he looked at me
and I took him gladly
delicious ice cream.

Then he got off, but got back on,
like he got used to the idea
to live a happy dream!

Note:

Poem to a nephew who went to Spain.

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