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Sam, wearing a bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, stands by his bedroom door, waving hello to the sun streaming through the window, a curious smile on his face.
Hello, hello, to the big, big world, Here I am, a boy, brown hair softly curled. My name is Sam, and I am small, But I can wave and stand up tall! The sun peeks in to say good day, The sky stretches far and far away. I wiggle my toes upon the floor, And wonder what's behind my door. So much to see, so much to do— Big world, hello! I'm here for you!
Sam, in his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, sits on his bedroom floor among smiling teddy bears, while his dog Biscuit curls at his feet, tail wagging.
This is my room, my very own place, With teddy bears wearing a smile on their face. A bed, a lamp, a box of toys, A home that's full of happy noise. My dog Biscuit curls up by my feet, His wagging tail makes my day feel sweet. "This room is small," I say with glee, "But it's the perfect size for me!" It's just one part of my whole wide world, My cozy nook where dreams unfurl.
Sam, in his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, slides across the wooden floor in socks, arms outstretched, as Biscuit barks and chases him around the table.
Down the hall and down the stair, I sniff the kitchen's yummy air. The living room, the big front door, Each room's a place I can explore. I slide on socks across the floor, And giggle loud, then slide some more. Biscuit barks and chases me, Around the table, wild and free! My house is big from where I stand, One more piece of my great land.
In the sunlit garden, Sam, in his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, kneels in the dirt, carefully placing a seed into a small hole, while a bright red ladybug rests on a green leaf beside him.
I push the door and step outside, The garden's green and open wide. A ladybug sits on a leaf so bright, A butterfly flutters out of sight. "Hello, little bug!" I shout with cheer, The garden hums with buzzing near. I dig in dirt and plant a seed, And water it just what it'll need. This garden's mine, a growing part, Of my big world, right from the start.
Sam, holding Biscuit's leash and wearing his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, stands on the sidewalk, waving cheerfully at a rumbling mail truck as it passes houses with red roofs and blue doors.
I walk my street with Biscuit near, The houses stand so tall and clear. Red roofs, blue doors, a yellow gate, Each one's a home, big or small or great. A mail truck rumbles slow and loud, I wave my hand and feel so proud. This street's a thread in a bigger ball, Connecting me to streets, one and all. So many paths that twist and bend, My world keeps growing round each bend.
At the park, Sam leans back on a swing, legs stretched forward as he soars high, still in his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, with Biscuit jumping excitedly below.
We reach the park with swings so high, I pump my legs up toward the sky! The slide goes whoosh, I laugh out loud, Biscuit barks and jumps so proud. A breeze blows by and tickles my nose, The grass is soft beneath my toes. "This park is grand!" I cheer and spin, Another place my world lives in. The bigger world keeps opening wide, With every step and every stride.
In the dappled sunlight of the woods, Sam, in his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, tilts his head to watch a squirrel scamper up a tree trunk, while Biscuit sniffs a moss-covered log.
Beyond the park, tall trees stand still, With branches that bend and sway at will. A squirrel scampers, quick and spry, And birds call out up in the sky. "Hello, trees! Hello, woods so deep!" Secrets of nature the forest does keep. Biscuit sniffs a mossy log, While sunlight peeks through morning fog. The woods remind me, wild and free, That the world holds more than I can see.
Lying on soft grass, Sam, still in his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts, points upward at a fluffy cloud shaped like a dog, his eyes bright with wonder as a bird flies across the blue sky.
I lie in grass and watch the clouds, They drift above in fluffy crowds. One looks like a dog, one like a boat, I point and laugh as they slowly float. A bird flies high, then flies some more, Off toward a place I've never explored. "The sky goes on past where I can see," I whisper softly, just to me. The sky's so big, it makes me small, But I still matter, through it all.
In his dim room, Sam, now in blue and white striped pajamas, kneels on his bed, gazing out the window at twinkling stars, with Biscuit curled on the floor nearby.
The sun goes down, the stars appear, Twinkling bright, so many near. The moon glows soft like a nightlight bright, Guiding me through the quiet night. Biscuit curls close beside my bed, While cozy thoughts fill up my head. "Each star's a sun, far, far away," I think about what Dad would say. The world at night feels calm and deep, A perfect time to drift to sleep.
In his dream, Sam flies over a sparkling ocean wearing blue and white striped pajamas with feathery white wings, smiling cheerfully alongside friendly swimming whales.
In my dream I fly on wings so light, Over mountains, tall and bright. I splash through oceans, blue and wide, With friendly whales right by my side. I wave to kids in lands far off, We share a laugh, a friendly cough. "The world is vast!" I shout with cheer, So many places, far and near. I float back home as morning starts, With wonder tucked inside my heart.
Sam wakes in his bed, still in blue and white striped pajamas, as morning sunlight streams in and Biscuit licks his cheek.
I open my eyes, the sun says hi, Biscuit licks me, oh my, oh my! My room, my house, my street, my park, All of it waits from light till dark. The garden, the woods, the sky up high, The twinkling stars that light the sky. "I am small, but I am here," I say it loud, I say it clear. My world is big, but I'm a part, I hold it close within my heart.
Standing by the window, Sam hugs his teddy bear and pats Biscuit's head, sunlight breaking through the morning fog. He wears his bright blue t-shirt with yellow stripes and green shorts.
So here I stand, just Sam, so small, Yet part of something big, through it all. From cozy room to starry skies, The world unfolds before my eyes. I hug my teddy, pat my dog, And watch the sun peek through the fog. "I may be little," I proudly say, "But I belong here, every day!" Oh, the big, big world, so wide, so free— And right in the middle, there's room for me!