Poems from stevie.musselwhite.7
One is already almost four,
Counting and spelling all on her own.
She likes trucks and dress-up,
Her favorite animal’s a cow.
Her tough...
You’re very cute when you’re little,
With your round wobbly legs.
But you’re growing up fast,
And you’re no longer small.
Your red...
I am calm,
Floating in my watery home.
But my confidence will fail
If you lift me away
From my only known world.
I will thrash and I will...
Makeup is itchy
So I don’t wear it.
Purses are heavy
So I carry stuff in my pockets.
If it can’t fit in my pockets
Then I don’t really...