At The Clue Store In The Mall Poem by Nancy Ames
At The Clue Store In The Mall
She's got one small adorable song in her head
and she can't wait to hear what her other friend said.
But - like - why is the garden store so full of all those
daffodils?
Why do they smile and try to hide their terror of this
blossoming sun?
It's because of one long summer day and the heat
that kills
every bright-eyed little flower who has no legs to run.
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