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Post by malina5 on Jan 29, 2016 2:56:31 GMT
When I was reading this poem I imagined myself going to the park with my dad when I was younger. I used to love going on the swings and swing really high! Also in the poem Robert described "till I look down on the garden green" I instantly felt like I was back at the park. Its a very sweet poem.
--Malina Ross
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