Our #4 of 5 is always leaving little notes around the house for us. "I love you daddy", "I love you mommy", etc.
Today, while I was at work, I went through my work bag, and found a little folded up piece of paper. Before throwing it out - I thought I better check it out.
I unfolded it, and found the following poem that must have been written for me, and placed where I would find it later.
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Spring
By #4 of 5
Spring is a time where if it rains the trees, plants, and flowers will grow.
People will pick and pick until there are no more.
But, don't worry - Ha!
When that it's raining now, it starts all over again - Yaa!
Spring is a time where if it rains the trees, plants, and flowers will grow.
People will pick and pick until there are no more.
But, don't worry - Ha!
When that it's raining now, it starts all over again - Yaa!
Very nice! What a great find!
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