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a big warm palm

a big beary hug

small chuckles

and funny faces

my visions of our tiny world

with maple leaves

swings

cold air

dried twigs

small puddles

stone paths

woollen coats

muffs

mittens

cuddly kittens

freshly baked cookies

hot cocoa

cakes that smelt like oranges

dresses that dazzled

hairdos

frills

ruffles

dolls

and doctor roleplay

to being a real one

clasping hands

holding

promising

walks in misty morning

hoping to catch the sun

damp and slippery paths

never letting the small feet tumble

the graceful gait

the inspiring smile

that level headed little directions

never letting me waiver

you were

you are

all I was

and all I would ever be

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