Lightning flashing
People dashing
A beautiful red rose
To smell with your nose
Thank God for the rose
A gray squirrel Hopping
Across the road
So he will not be killed
An old lady walking
To see her granddaughter
To enjoy the day
A little puppy at the curb
Afraid to cross the road
A little boy picks him up and carries him
May 5,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
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