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I picked her up and put her in her seat.
When placed, she asked me why my arm was wet.
“My arm is wet?” I asked. “It is the heat.
The sun is beating down; I bead with sweat.”

I bridged to what we’d talked about before:
I’d told her how the mornings paint the grass
With little pearls that wet the verdant floor,
That water and the sun bring that to pass.

So when she walked the lawn with tender feet,
Her toes were tickled and were watered too.
“With that, my child, my story is complete –
Upon my arm, the sun has raised a dew.”

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

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