Emily Hopkins

Rookie (10/13/91 / Oklahoma City)

A Playful Spirit - Poem by Emily Hopkins

The hot summer air hits her face
She runs through the grass without much grace.
Her feet pound the ground, quick as the wind
She runs 'round the tree, again and again.
Dashing to the lake, she's after the guppies
Doing all this because she is a puppy.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 20, 2005


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