I can't help myself. This little Daisy has taken my heart just as each of my grandchildren have. I keep her 3 days a week and am blessed (and tired) each day she's all mine.
Pink Boots and Curls
swing away, little one
swing and play
play until the end of the day
with you pink boots and curls
you make my whole world
swing away, little one
swing and play
sleep away, little one
sleep away
sleep 'til the morn comes your way
then wear your pink boots and curls
you are a daisy kind of girl
sleep away, little one
sleep away
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-09-04 at 04:26
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