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The Collected Poetry of Jon Richard
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Wednesday, January 23, 2013
To Stack His Blocks
He rushed to stack His blocks up high.
He bumped them, and they fell. He cried,
But only for a moment's time
Before His tower made its climb,
Once more to grace His family's den.
He'll smile 'til they fall again.
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