Tiny Things

Most of the time, I am the perfect size, but upon occasion, I like to pretend I am tiny tiny. Like the size of a mint, or the buttons on a dress shirt. And during these times I go crawling through the grass on my belly to see what I can see. And I see a whole lot, while I am so very small.

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~ by warpaintandwandering on June 25, 2010.

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