




My Grandfather remembers long ago, the white Queen Anne's Lace that grew wild.
He remembers the buttercups and golden rod from when he was a child.
He remembers long ago the white snow falling,
He remembers long ago the bluebird and thrush at twilight calling.
He remembers long ago the new moon in the summer sky.
He remembers the wind in the trees..and So Will I..
....So Will I
The Mall...by Jennifer DeShone 1997
I love to go to the mall
I search the stores from wall to wall
It gives my Mom a fright
Cause I want everything in sight
When I go to the mall

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