TITLE: Percy's Backyard
By Tiffany Secula
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It was a bright and warm day,
But Percy had no friends to play.
Young, little Percy felt alone and sad,
But mom had an idea to make him glad.
Go into the yard and look all around.
Look in the tree and on the ground.
See what you can find out there,
Even look up in the air.
Percy did not want to go.
But he did because mom said so.
He went out beside the tree,
And could not believe what he did see.
There beside him in the grass,
Was a shiny button made of brass.
“I found treasure,” thought Percy, proud,
“But I had better not say it too loud.”
He needed to find a good place,
He thought with a grin on his face.
A secret place to hide his stuff,
Starting with the button from a cuff.
Percy was proud of what he had found,
And wondered what else might be on the ground.
He went to the flowerbed, but what did he see,
Nothing except a great big bee.
Since nothing was there he went to the creek
And a frog splashed water on his cheek.
As the frog swam away, something was shining.
Percy moved a rock to see what was hiding.
A brand new penny, all shiny and bright,
Was under the water reflecting the light.
Percy could not believe what he had found,
A penny in the water and a button on the ground.
The water was cold so he decided to see
What he might find up in the tree.
He said he would climb up to the top,
But he got scared and decided to stop.
Even though he stopped his climb,
Percy did not waste his time.
On the branch above his head
Percy saw a little bird bed.
There was not a bird left in the nest,
But what he found was better than best.
A big feather of yellow and blue,
Percy just did now know what to do.
With hands full of treasure, he ran to the house.
And snuck through the door quiet as a mouse.
He ran up to his room and shut the door,
And found a box lying on the floor.
He opened the top and brought out his finds.
Percy laid them inside, gently and kind.
He covered the top and put them away,
And went to tell mom he had a great day
He had found treasures fit for a king,
What a wonderful, wonderful day in spring.
A button, a penny, a feather of blue,
What else could a little boy hope to do.
He ran to the kitchen and gave mom a hug,
She rubbed his head and said, “You little bug,”
“What is it that you did today?”
“Oh, I just found a new way to play.”
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