WingSpan Poetry Project



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  1. The great trauma ending began my life. Two brothers, a mother and father walked the pace of rural life.
  2. A brand new box with pictures and words brought Howdy Doody, Lucy and Desi into our circle.
  3. Hopscotch, swings and jacks played under bright sunlight amid the clamor of “3 strikes, you’re out.”
  4. First Cindy, next came Lady, and finally Faylene pranced into our hearts.

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