Feb 11 2006
Untitled Haikus
Published by 
J Scott at 6:05 pm under poems for children
Pretending it’s real
Sparky flings the fuzzy mouse
in the air, making me laugh.
In the gusty March
wind, my kite soars with the birds
string breaks and away it flies.
Something smells extra good
from the kitchen must be
cookies. I help myself.
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