Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Trash Magnet

I pick up stuff -
Mom calls it trash.
Bottle caps...rocks...
I hide my stash.

Treasures off the ground
Are fun to collect.
Hidden carefully -
Mom doesn't suspect.
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  1. JoyNovember 3, 2011 at 2:28 AM

    Hey Bridget,
    Celebrate, you have written over 300 poems this year. That is an accomplishment to be proud of. WOW! You go girl. I CERTAINLY enjoy reading your poems. Keep them coming.

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