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My favorite things.

My Favorite things

 

I would take the blinding light coming from Saturn high up in space,

the sound of a baby’s laughter floating in the park,

the rain pouring on your tent in a middle of a field.

 

I would take the smell of newborn baby,

I would take the taste of grilled sausages on a hot summers’ day,

I would take the sound of a Conker falling of a palm tree in the Maldives.

 

I would take the sound of a crying baby in their crib settling down for the night,

and the sound of crutching brown leaves in winter,

the sound of sharpest on paper.

 

I would take the taste of dark chocolate out of the sweet compared,

and the taste of pumpkin pie from Halloween,

and candy floss that’s melts on your tongue.

 

I would take the feel of baby chubby cheeks,

and the fell of sheep fur from the field,

and fluffy pajamas on cold nights.

Lacie

My Favorite things

 

I would take the blinding light coming from Saturn high up in space,

the sound of a baby’s laughter floating in the park,

the rain pouring on your tent in a middle of a field.

 

I would take the smell of newborn baby,

I would take the taste of grilled sausages on a hot summers’ day,

I would take the sound of a Conker falling of a palm tree in the Maldives.

 

I would take the sound of a crying baby in their crib settling down for the night,

and the sound of crutching brown leaves in winter,

the sound of sharpest on paper.

 

I would take the taste of dark chocolate out of the sweet compared,

and the taste of pumpkin pie from Halloween,

and candy floss that’s melts on your tongue.

 

I would take the feel of baby chubby cheeks,

and the fell of sheep fur from the field,

and fluffy pajamas on cold nights.

Lacie

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