Sunday my Alex
Sat still on my lap
Watching sweet Tinkerbell
We snuggled and clapped

After the movie
Did finally end
He lay on his tummy
And reached for my hand

I rubbed his sweet back
And I sang him a song
His weary eyes closed – but
Not for long!

As quick as a twinkle
He leapt and he ran
And danced through the house
With my gloves on his hands

Laughing and chasing
Around and around
We ran out of steam
And fell to the ground

And then he surprised me
With a sweet slurpy kiss
Filling my heart
With wonder and bliss.


wonder, wander, why, whimsy


Edited by Eagle Heart (11/10/08 11:58 PM)
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