A loving Song |
A loving song&.
Morning's here with birds a flight,
The sun is out shinning so bright,
Next I know I'm up and about,
Than off to school to be pushed around,
The kids they pick and pull me down,
They'... Posted by on Fri, 09 Nov 2007 08:21:00 GMT |
A new poem-by me |
Watch me as I change.
Whatch me as I grow.
Keep your eyes upon me,
Or watch me as I go... Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 17:52:00 GMT |