
Me and my papa. Papa stop your getting slobber all over me.
To the world you may be one person But to one person you may be the world
You are the poem
I dreamed of writing
the masterpiece
I longed to paint.
You are the shining star
I reached for In my
ever hopeful quest
for life fulfilled...
You are my child.
Now with all things
I am blessed.
- Author Unknown
1 comment:
how cute
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