Little Magics<\/p>\n
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They loved pie, and the small
\nchew toy in the yard.
\n They loved the pat
\nand the emotional tug of a friend,
\nthey loved run on sentences.
\nThey loved the higgeldy piggeldy topsy-turvy
\nup and down over and out sound.
\nThey looked at the glass
\npurred and ate.
\n They popcorned, gnawed, and
\nsqueaked, and they loved it.
\n They hid, then scratched.
\n They hated that.
\n They loved helicopters
\nand screaming for no reason.
\n They loved skipping
\nthe middle and going to the end.
\n They loved mixing and
\nnot matching.
\n They enjoyed poems
\n They loved words
\n They loved and loved
\nevery sound and feel of all the
\nlittle magics
\nThey loved song
\nThey smiled at Alexander
\nthe Great, and they understood
\nevery second.
\n They loved chicken
\nsoup.
\n They loved me.
\nThey loved random hum
\nlike messy classrooms
\nand they loved sayings
\n and not endings.<\/p>\n
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Cameron was a fifth grader at View Ridge Elementary when he wrote “Little Magics.” \u00a0He worked with me through the Writers in the Schools<\/a> program in Seattle.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Little Magics They loved pie, and the small chew toy in the yard. They loved the pat and the emotional tug of a friend, they loved run on sentences. They loved the higgeldy piggeldy topsy-turvy up and down over … Continue reading