Saturday, January 10, 2009

Stormie

Stormie
Beautiful little one
So afraid that I wouldn't like your present...
Locked up in the bathroom until I opened it.
Stormie
Beautiful little one
Don't you know that your book
Crayon marks and all
Was a gift that shot like lightning straight from your heart
Into mine.
You know how much your teacher loves books...
But do you know how much your teacher LOVES you?
O, Stormie
Beautiful little one
Never fear
Never fear
I like your present
Forever
Always.

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