b day
is a g day
a frolic livin' free day
oh the bloody wonder
of it all
when you are four
the world not torn asunder
yet
still nothin' but the morn
my wee one
is a g one
my pretty little belle
a tiny taut tornado
wee one
I love so well
4 but once my lovely
i'll try to make it grand
and for my folly failings
my thoughts i cannot stand
i'll simply say i'm sorry
and march along in hand
i'll be the bestest daddy
father that i can
ill share my love
upon my sleeve
and at times tucked away
but never gone my darling
never run away
4 but once my lovely
i am here with you
for that i'm truly thankful
my heart though scarred is true
and this my piddling missive
i dedicate to you
always for you, miss isabelle, 11/24/09
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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