28 February 2006

Just a day

Not much to say.
Inwe made her own lunch.
Larien wants to go to school,
But that's just a hunch.

Panties are My Little Pony
She wants to stay dry.
Alas, it isn't always easy,
And she won't say why.

Good girls fed the dogs;
In the closet they looked,
Found Halloween baskets.
Boy, were they hooked.

Oh, the hair, the hair;
Long, staight and long, curly.
If you want to brush it,
Your muscles must be burly.

Time for bed. Time for sleep.
Hop in, get a good book.
Close your eyes my sweet angels.
Later I'll take a look.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is absolutely lovely and it reminds me of the poetry that Mom use to write about us.