We got up a little later than normal,
sleeping in on a cloudy Saturday
A knock at the door, help needed
for junior cooks, wanting to make breakfast
for momma. Dad the helper on the way.
Eggs and cheese, table to be set, cinnamon toast
a team effort; don’t forget the coffee in bed.
Setting a day apart, going craft shopping,
mixing the cement for stepping stones
add the date, the glitter, the glass, the beads
Making memories with the girls;
let it rain, we’re doing fine
May 3, 2008
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Making Memories
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