Bye bye
Going to miss you.
The trees, the fields, the fresh air
the smile, the laughter, the friendliness
The bumpy ride out
The frog in the toilet bowl
The spiders everywhere
Lizards all about
Hand washing all the clothes
Drying in the sun
Early morning rays
calling us up
Million tiny stars
Soft moonbeams
Lighting our way home
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