To celebrate the last day of National Poetry Month and Wednesday's words and wanderings and wonderings, please get a chuckle or have an eye roll from an original poem (words), from a trip to a new yoga studio (wanderings), and "Why my car?" (wonderings).
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Birdie, birdie in the tree
Why, oh why, did you not pee? Instead you had to drop a poop, And now it’s time to clean that goop. Ew. |
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Today is the one year anniversary of my little grandson AJ's open heart surgery. He was 2 1/2 months old when he needed a repair for a hole in his heart. Now look at this little guy...smiling, laughing, growing, and bringing so much love and joy to our family. My little purple heart hero.
And many joyous decades to come.
ReplyDeleteI'm hoping for many decades. There will be lots of joy!
DeleteThat is a truly wonderful photo of AJ. I like you poem, it made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteHe is such a happy little boy with the sweetest smile. Glad to give you a laugh...gotta love poop humor!
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