The Pond
Prarthana, Age 7, Cary, NC

The pond is a marvelous place to be
There are so many pretty sights
Frogs croak, birds sing
A blue jay stops to dry off its wing

A sweet fragrance fills the air
As my sweet dark black hair flouts in the air
As the animals wait for the next time I will come.

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