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Tiny Little Periwinkle


Dave Frazier

Tiny little periwinkle, looking at me,

How did you come across the big open sea?

Did you swim upon a wave that came from afar?

Did you wink and then travel on the light of a star?

Tiny little periwinkle sitting on the stone,

So sad am I that you sit there alone.

I could wink and then shrink, then I'd sit there with you.

And then we could talk and have something to do.

You could tell me some tales from strange lands far away,

I could sit there and listen for most of the day.

Then I'd whisper to you that go now I must,

Then I'd blow and then grow, then return home I trust.

But tiny little periwinkle, shed not a tear,

Tho' alone again you'd be, there's no need to fear.

For on the morrow, I'd return, is what I would do,

Then I'd wink and I'd shrink, and I'd sit there with you.

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