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		<title>A Joy Song</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I did have longings to dance. Most every day I do dance.
I dance with the leaves and the grass. I feel thrills from my toes to my curls.
I feel like a bird, sometimes. Then I spread my arms for wings,
and I go my way from stump to stump, and on adown the hill.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800080;"><span style="font-family: Lucida Grande;">I did have longings to dance. Most every day I do dance.<br />
I dance with the leaves and the grass. I feel thrills from my toes to my curls.<br />
I feel like a bird, sometimes. Then I spread my arms for wings,<br />
and I go my way from stump to stump, and on adown the hill.<br />
Sometimes I am a Demoiselle, flitting near unto the water.<br />
Then I nod unto the willows, and they nod unto me.<br />
They wave their arms, and I wave mine.<br />
They wiggle their toes in the water a bit, and I do so, too.<br />
And every time we wiggle our toes,<br />
we do drink into our souls the song of the brook- the glad song it is always singing.<br />
And the joy song does sing on in our hearts.<br />
So did it today.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800080;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>Opal Whiteley [Petite Francoise]</strong><br />
about age 7<br />
<strong><em>The Singing Creek Where the Willows Grow</em></strong></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"> <span style="color: #800080;"><br />
Presented by Benjamin Hoff<br />
Warner Books, Inc.</span></span></p>
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