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The flowers pop up,

their colors are ravishing, 

the stream along side them,

and the soiled mud right by that.

With the two little feet,

of a child so young, 

and her shoes in the mud by the water,

she wades into the stream.

Up on the bank,

kneeling down quite low,

with two women-sized-feet, 

and hard working hands,

would be the young girls mother. 

The young girl falls, 

into the stream, 

but gets up just fine, 

and laughs at herself.

The mother grabs a towel, 

she raps it around her young child,

and brings her inside,

for something to

© Maggie S. 2009