Last week I met my friend, Darlene, for lunch. She brought with her a poem that her son, Miles, had written for a school assignment...
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Carter
Carter is a joy to be around. He is as skinny as a pencil, and as big as sugar.
Carter would never lie to you. Carter is worth a lot more than money to me, even a trillion dollars.
He smells like kindness always. He sort of likes Call of Duty, but he really likes to play sports games.
He likes to go outside and play football and basketball.
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Isn't that the sweetest thing ever? I cried a little when I read it.
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