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Treasure Hunt
Today I went on a treasure hunt from the front yard to the back the things I discovered there would fill a gunny sack underneath a blooming bush I found a pair of pants they were just lying there upon a hill of ants up in a big oak tree I found a broken kite my son tried to fly in the middle of the night back in the dark corner of an old wooden shed I found a lovely dolly with a crooked head in the back yard by the pool I found a baseball hat and when I picked it up I found a baby rat over by the picket fence I saw a big red ball I thought that I had finished but that wasn't all underneath the steps I saw a shining face it was my two year old in his hiding place pants, kites, hat, ball and dolly are not treasures you say they are to those who lost them somewhere along the way my treasure hunt is over now as I turn to go inside there is not a place left unturned for anything to hide
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