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Thumbelina - Week 38
Such tiny hands and tiny feet
a tiny thumb in your mouth so sweet
With just a turn of your secret key
you squirmed in my arms like a real baby
I remember Thumbelina,
showing you to Grammy
how amazed she was to see you move.
“Nothing like that in my day”
she might have said.
I don’t remember exactly.
I was five and all I have
is the memory of you in her arms,
one photo of you and me
on that Christmas morning,
and the name of the dog
that chewed you up
and killed you.
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