Further, Farther and Beyond bright eyes lashes fluttering into mine time to play she says– wake up no, you cannot sleep on puffy pillows we pretend to eat a feast savory and sweet calorie free for me eat it all and then plastic fruit knives, forks and spoons dish up colorful make…
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Further, Farther and Beyond bright eyes lashes fluttering into mine time to play she says-- wake up no, you cannot sleep on puffy pillows we pretend to eat a feast savory and sweet calorie free for me eat it all and then plastic fruit knives, forks and spoons dish up colorful make believes everything smells tasty we’re on and over everything make it up as we go along I’m 72 she’s four no matter I can’t climb a tree nor run together we go further farther and beyond Genie Nakano, January 3, 2019
And you are so sweet.
I miss her right now. She is amazing.
That’s a beautiful poem for your Elizabeth. I’m sure she’ll really appreciate it when she gets older.
This is so good! Hubby’s lib
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