Sometime ago(in the late winter, early spring of 1970) I was riding the bus, and I looked out the window and I saw this very angel little girl skipping down the sidewalk, apparently on her way home from school. I went home and I wrote this poem about her ...
Little Girl Skipping Down The Sidewalk
little girl skipping down the sidewalk
hopping and sliding on the ice for fun, such a
small packet of innocent, human joy she loves
herself she loves the world a soul that is a blackboard
of feelings eyes looking upward to adults expecting
kindness Give it! Caress this protect this
chirp
Little Girl Skipping Down The Sidewalk
little girl skipping down the sidewalk
hopping and sliding on the ice for fun, such a
small packet of innocent, human joy she loves
herself she loves the world a soul that is a blackboard
of feelings eyes looking upward to adults expecting
kindness Give it! Caress this protect this
chirp
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