Marian Wheaton Poems

We lay on the ground in the tall green grass
And looked at the blue, blue sky.
We watched the drifting of snowy clouds
My little daughter and I
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Fear is an agonizing thing
It cripples deep inside
It freezes the thinking part of you
So you want to run and hide
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Alas! how very true
A toad looks lovely to another toad
And accepts the raspy voice, too
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