Tree Star – part 2
The tree star is a bright, crisp green and it glistens with dew and rain water.
“It is very special,” Littlefoot’s mother tells him as she drops it and lets it glide down to the ground to him. Littlefoot recites the name and plays with the fallen leaf, wrapping it around him like a blanket, kicking it up and blowing at it to make it float above him before falling back over his face.
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