A beautiful tinkling music filled the air
and as I turned I jumped up from my chair.
The sad little song was over - so I thought
until the broom and dustpan showed me what
a cheerful little tune those shards could make
bumping up together when things break.
You know you are crazy when you write a poem about a broken bowl!
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My dear cousin, I didn't know you blogged?!
I feel like I've found a new treasure--I love your writings!
My second cousins are quite enchanting--I haven't even seen all of them yet!
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