Saturday, June 23, 2007

Make Beleive

Two little girls in trailing dresses,

Hair coiled back in lustrous tresses,

Spike heels clicking down the walk,

Are busdy making "grown-up" talk.

With flowered hats and smiling faces,

They flaunt their girlish charms and graces,

Wondering eyes light up and shine,

In make-believe, they dance and dine.

Tired from their play, two little misses

Come to me for good-night kisses,

Cuddle up within my arms,

And woo me with their girlish charms.


Anonymous said...

Where did you find such a sweet poem? It's lovely. I'm glad you're feeling better!! It's nice to have you back!

Pfatt Group said...

Very sweet poem and picture too!!