Oh, Beautiful Child, Page 23, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

Oh, beautiful child;
Your little squirrel sits on a branch on an autumn day.
Where are his nuts?; they must be on the ground beneath
another tree; but, alas; he won't say.

Oh, beautiful child;
You've made the neatest window I've ever seen;
You've taken so much of your day to make diamonds blue and
green.

Oh, beautiful child; 
You are so creative with silver and gold;
I hope your friendly dolphin, in the night, doesn't get too
cold.

Oh, beautiful child;
Your whale is cute with beads of light and dark blue;
It also is so shiny; for, you used a lot of glue.

Oh, beautiful child;
You have made a flower with an original blossom;
I remember the days, not so long ago, when I could call it
awesome!
Posted: 2011-11-10 21:19:05 UTC

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