March 30, 2007 @ 7:40 am | Filed under: Poetry
Sisters, by Rilla
They scoop me up and say I’m delicious;
They grant practically all of my wishes
(Except when I wish to gnaw on a Lego).
Mostly I wish to go where they go.
Jane is the one who totes me like mother
And won’t let me pull out the hair of my brother.
Rose guards me from anything ‘ticingly teeny.
The one who twirls me around is Beanie.
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I love it! What a happy life that child has!
Posted on March 30th, 2007 at 9:17 amRilla is a lucky little girl!
Posted on March 30th, 2007 at 10:45 amThe best poetry Friday contribution ever!!!
Posted on March 30th, 2007 at 8:18 pmLove it! Just darling.
Posted on March 31st, 2007 at 6:29 pmSweet, sweet, and sweet.
Posted on April 20th, 2007 at 9:44 am