For the children…

He is my friend and I am his

We chick and squirrel around together

When he stops and whispers in my ear

I have to stop and listen good

Don’t want to miss a word you see

For when he stops to whisper

He is teaching me to listen

To the sounds of nature singing

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  • FX777222999 on Jan 5, 2012

    Imagery to the max, nice poem.

  • Margaret Boseroy on Jan 5, 2012

    Awww, so cute!

  • Lady Sunshine on Jan 5, 2012

    Oh my goodness! Cuteness overload!! Love the pic.

  • Val Mills on Jan 6, 2012

    So beautiful. You have a way of bringing the pictures you choose alive through your writing. Nice work.

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