My Whale

I have a little whale

All feathered in its

Gusty gale.

I don’t think he ever

Stops to think

Why I put him in my sink.

–by Leia J. Resnick (age 7)

(My daughter wrote this poem while we were away. I promised her I would post it.)

~ by April on March 2, 2013.

😀

gypsy116 said this on March 2, 2013 at 7:31 pm | Reply
She has her mother’s talent

Romantic Dominant said this on March 2, 2013 at 7:34 pm | Reply
Thank you. I love having a daughter. So much of me in her, so much of her in me.

sometimes said this on March 2, 2013 at 8:13 pm | Reply
- Ah indeed. I have one too. Although the relationship differs it is still as deep.
  
  Romantic Dominant said this on March 3, 2013 at 5:26 am | Reply
  - 🙂
    
    sometimes said this on March 3, 2013 at 4:46 pm | Reply

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