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If I had a stone and kept it,
I'd have a stone to see,
If I had a stone and threw it,
A memory it would be.
To have things and to keep them,
tis true we hold on tight,
To find the joy in giving,
It makes my heart shine bright.
A stones throw from another,
We sometimes can forget,
The beauty of a smile,
A friend we havent met.
A hand extended to someone,
Can help them out indeed,
The love expressed through open arms,
The planting of a seed.
Sticks and stones are tough sometimes,
But words are stronger still,
A kind word shared today perhaps,
May help a heart to heal.
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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