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Children's Poems
by Margo Fallis
I can't catch them

Zane went outside to play,
The sun was very hot.
His mum told him not to delay
And find a shady spot.

He sat under a maple tree
And watched birds in a nest.
Zane saw a great big bumblebee;
Trying to do its best.

A bunch of flying butterflies
Flew past him in a breeze.
Zane swatted at two dirty flies
And let out a giant sneeze.

He jumped up with his feet so bare
And chased the flying bugs.
There were so many, some quite rare;
The grass felt soft, like rugs.

No matter how hard Zane tried
He could not catch them at all.
He even climbed the slippery slide,
But ended up with a fall.

“I can’t catch them! No I can’t.”
Zane whimpered and got mad.
He went into an angry rant
And went to find his dad.

“Leave the butterflies alone,”
His father said to Zane.
“They are trying to fly back home.”
And then it started to rain.

Instead of chasing everything he saw
Zane took his crayons out.
He drew a butterfly without a flaw;
That was the end of his pout.

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