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Running around on the farm
Being chased by a friendly dog
Never coming to any harm
Sitting atop a log
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Getting to ride a horse
Around the paddock
Hiding among the gorse
Getting to keep a unique rock
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Leaning against a fence
Giving the dog treats
Being given fifty cents
To buy some small sweets
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Bottle-feeding baby goats
Playing with the barn kittens
Getting to make paper boats
Not being forced to wear your mittens
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Riding the tractor to the mailbox
Picking wild plums by the buckets
Running around in your socks
Getting antiseptic put on the cuts
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We get to do all this and more
When we go on a visit to Grandpa’s
He has a lot of fun in-store
And we won’t have time to pause.
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Comments (3)
This was so cute! I miss my grandpa!
Awww, bottle feeding baby goats! I loved that one the most!
Such a playful and realistic tone of your poem. Well done!