AN IMPORTANT POEM
....written by my 12 year old daughter B just a few weeks ago.
DUST BUNNIES
Little dust you flitter here
And you float there
I wonder where you will land and if you
Will be swept away without care
Until you land under my bed where my mom will scold me
Because she's told me very coldly
A million times to clean my room
Even though you are just dust
I trust
That you will always be free
Just like me.
2 comments:
I LOVE that!
If she likes dust that much she can come over and scoop up all my little dust bunnies and take them home, and hug them, and squeeze them, and put them in her pocket.
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