This photo was taken at Red Lobster. My daughter insisted that she wanted to go there for her birthday and try lobster. I just love the facial expressions in this photo!
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Daisies
by Evaleen Stein
At evening when I go to bed
I see the stars shine overhead;
They are the little daisies white
That dot the meadow of the Night.
And often while I'm dreaming so,
Across the sky the Moon will go;
It is a lady, sweet and fair,
Who comes to gather daisies there.
For, when at morning I arise,
There's not a star left in the skies;
She's picked them all and dropped them down
Into the meadows of the town.
So cute! Your son looks like he's not quite sure, lol!!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your sweet words, my friend! I know that some of my stuff gets a little silly at times (like the whole hairy legs thing) but you're right, we've all got 'em, lol!