Are You Reading Me?
Sunday, February 05, 2012
Third
He helps me clean, he helps me cook
he's always helping me
and with his aid I finally shook
the doubt that love is free--
he's such a precious little boy
I tell him when I can
without his most infectious joy
I'd feel like less a man.
2 comments:
Brother Ollie
said...
What a blessing.
Very cool poem rch.
8:29 AM
rch
said...
Thanks Ollie, he sure is 8^D
11:17 AM
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2 comments:
What a blessing.
Very cool poem rch.
Thanks Ollie, he sure is 8^D
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