Little
Peas
The
best songs are always
the
little ones
light
and free
newly
sprung from prison
like
the freshest of peas
split
from the pod
and
tumbling everywhere
from
under the thumb
scattering
like little creatures
who
don't belong
under
the sun
but
still they dance and sing
in
praise of morning
as
we have always done
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