Thursday, June 5, 2014

handpicked, just for you...

Here is a poem Hannah wrote a couple of years ago. Enjoy.

Achoo, Achoo the spoon

How sweet you are, the tea sets swoon

They smile & sigh with no ill eye

Until the kettle cries, up so high

On the stove, singing and shouting,

"Here comes the maid! to make her mistress some tea!"

The kettle jumps with glee

So do the tea sets, Achoo the spoon, and the saucer

 

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