A New Path

Reading plastic books to you
begins our life long journey
of bright lit rainbows
kaleidoscope eyes
funny jack-o-lanterns
and mythical cries–
What I hope you’ll see
dear little one
is that it’s all for you
(And sometimes me)
and you could have the entire
blue ocean
The lush green plains
The ancient stoic mountains
Every shining smiling star in the sky
But alas–
They are already yours
And I just plucked your twinkling
tiny butt out
to guide you
on a


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