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heart expresses a pitter-patterAt return-sighting of one rare critter
Unaware and carefree it is out at play
Up a huge oak tree lit by the sun’s ray
It climbs up, up and away in a distance
Then it wraps around the tree trunk and runs
It behaves as if it knew I was in great amazement
At the chance-reunion and delightful wonderment
My heart does sing of all simple gifts
It commends the absence of mundane rifts
The sweet intrusion of one unusual creature
Eases affliction and commonplace torture
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