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Let the Child Sing

by Anne Di Baguette


High atop the plastic slide


The little pilgrim stands.


Singing to the neighbors cat,


Directing with her hands


 


Small arms wave intently


Acknowledging the trees.


It’s obvious her audience


Is everything she sees.


 


Pointing to each pumpkin


Signaling their cue.


From what started as a solo


Does a trio now ensue.


 


Tiny hand cupped to her mouth


Hips swinging to and fro


Serenading dandelions


While passing autos slow.


 


Watching through the window


All I can do is smile


Though I know she must come in soon


Let the child sing awhile.


 


Too soon life will overtake her


With the burdens it can bring


Now she’s three and free and fabulous


Just let the child sing.

01/12/2003

Posted on 12/01/2017
Copyright © 2022 Anne Di Baguette

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