I don't think they knew what they were in for, but they wanted to ride the dragon anyway. Everytime it went around one of the corners, Gracie's little neck would go snapping out to the side. They would laugh, then look terrified. Nobody tried to jump out so that was good! They were by far the youngest on the ride.
Goodbye, June
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Goodbye, June!
Poem by Vinaya Joseph
June
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June, a month of golden days,
Where summer's warmth begins to blaze.
With skies of blue and sun-kissed air...
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