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Simple TreasureI chased Fireflies in the night skies. I chased butterflies in the morning sunrise. When I was a child, I picked the flowers wild. The pleasure I'd find,in the treasure of a dandelion I made a chain of clover,and played Red Rover, and Hide and Seek, With Angel dust on my cheek, when Coke was a dime. Those childhood memories stay in my mind. I always smiled when I was a child. With pleasure at the wild flowers I'd find. And the simple treasure of a dandelion. Judy Arline Puckett Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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