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Opened up the cupboard
Saw a twinkle there
It must have been a fairy
Hiding in despair.
There is no more dancing
Around the room at will
Everyone just sits about
Hoping they’re not ill.
Sad sprites hiding, waiting
For normal to return
When once again they’re free to dance
Around flowers and the ferns.
Thank you!
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Ha ha wonderfully penned Cheryl 🙂
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Thanks for reading!
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Thanks for writing 🙂
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Lovely response, thanks for sharing with us.
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Thanks, Michael
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What a poignant but sweet poem…
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Thanks!
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