With delicate hands she picks up the book
and lays it in her tiny lap
her eyes light up with wonder and her cheeks flush
with delight
she opens up a world of animals, colors, and letters
she points to a dog and says 'cat.'
she points to a king and says 'cat'.
she points to a car and says 'cat'.
she points to a baby and says 'cat'.
She smiles,
I think she has tricked me,
and I am conquered.
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hey i like this poem. my first impression was that it was about a manipulative woman...then again, it could be about an innocent girl...
anyway several days ago you posted a comment on my blog and asked for a link exchange. i've linked you up just now (sorry for the delay), i hope you'll link me up too...thanks...
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