Grass Stain

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By Bethany Nicole

There is no turning back I’ve fallen into the grass My knee is red and sore But it doesn’t hurt at all There is no turning back We were playing outside We are never to be parted My knee will never heal You are always with me We are a great team And forever we will be There is no turning back As a child I was changed By jump rope and playground games A note passed in a classroom A scrape across my knee A handprint on me heart There is no turning back And I wouldn’t if I could

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