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A Gift from Mom
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A Gift from Mom |
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bboog Member
since 2000-02-29
Posts 303Valencia, California |
Today’s my seventh birthday A happy day in June. There’s popcorn on the apple tree And I sit in the sunshine With my little bird. He’s green with yellow feathers and likes to peck the "machine wash only" tag while he massages my neck with his tiny feet. When I set him down He always hops to the same darn corner Of the red picnic table and just waits for mom. She holds her arm out- straight as a board and he babysteps it- way up to her neck to tickle her ears. I feed and water him. We love each other. He’s a gift from my mom. |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
Very sweet! I do love those birdie's. Can't live without mine! Those birdie kisses tickle so sweet and yes they do like those tags! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is so precious! Wonderful poem! Denise |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
This is a sweet poem. Your words flow so smoothly, making it very enjoyable to read. Good work, bboog Liz |
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bboog Member
since 2000-02-29
Posts 303Valencia, California |
To Septsong,dsnyder,& Elizabeth Santos: thank you for your kind words. This poem was written for my mother who unfortunately never got to read it. (She passed away about 6 years ago) Hopefully she would have enjoyed it. best regards, bboog |
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