Posted by on Nov 11, 2017 in Art Journal, Children's Story, Polly Dolly | 1 comment


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When Polly Dolly opened the door and stepped outside, she felt like bursting with joy. The dew on the grass sparkled like crystal and the sky was double the size of the nearby pond and bluer than bluebells. Several butterflies waved their wings in greeting as they hurried about their daily tasks.

Polly Dolly began to sing.

“This is the day
which the LORD hath made;
we will rejoice
and be glad in it.”

(Psalm 118:24)

As Polly Dolly sang, she jumped.

And skipped.

And twirled.

Sometimes she would jump extra high and sometimes she would give an extra-long twirl. After all, this was the day that the Lord had made! And it was so, so beautiful!
 
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