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once in the ancient ages of babyhood
a little girl,and ooooooh! I miss her
with her feet always jumping from one place to another,
swiftly she would sway
she would sleep even when talking and be carried to bed
she would listen to sweet lullabies and trust the call to slumber land
her eyes would lit up with a beautiful smile when met with another
the little girl looks up and sees her adult self and she sighs
she could not avoid her
ooooooh! sweet little self,
she sighs again
' sleep tight' she says
©Virginia W