And so begins National Poetry Month!
Tiny Bib Pocket
Peak in the bib pocket, what can we see?
1 tiny little hand reaches in with glee!
Some tiny fingers search for a wish...
Discover the treasure! Some tiny Gold-fish!
The treasure found, the hunt comes to an end,
Unless the Gold drops down in here again!
The tiny bib pocket
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