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Poetry for children
The Speak Mum Speaks
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the speak Mum speaks
when she’s on the phone
I asked her one time
where it comes from
she says it’s the speak
of her friends from home
the speak Mum speaks
like floating and laughing
and the words are bubbling
whispering hurrying
she says it’s the speak
of where she comes from
the speak Mum speaks
like singing and dancing
like friends holding hands
going out to playtime
like a playground
with everyone jumping
I sit small and say nothing
I listen and listen
to the speak Mum speaks
flashing and shining
like jewel diamonds
and I want some
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