Happy Easter all! I am in the midst of entertaining family this weekend. We are enjoying days of feasting! The Easter Bunny 'forgot' that he had treats to hide, so he snuck in and quick like, well, like a bunny he hid the treats while my 3 year old nephew was occupied on my keyboard! Searching for Easter treats is one of my fondest memories
April is Poetry month, if you didn't know. In honor of poetry month, and because I haven't taken the time to do much writing lately, I visited a cool site http://bentlily.com/instapoem/
and got my personalized instapoem.
YOUR PERSONALIZED INSTAPOEM BY BENTLILY.
It was the day we laughed so hard
we made the hydrangea bloom
I was three
it was fresh
we were running like tigers
a game of frisbee
happiness all balled up in our legs
shooting out of us in shrieks and bellows
I am a cat
she declared
and I decided I was too
an illuminated cat
with nothing to do
but chase the wind
they say it whips you in the face
but this isn’t how it works
if you run hard enough
the wind bores right into you
I don’t remember anything else
except the smell of the tomato
sweet as pie
the wind carried the rest away.
Time to go hunt for treats!
April is Poetry month, if you didn't know. In honor of poetry month, and because I haven't taken the time to do much writing lately, I visited a cool site http://bentlily.com/instapoem/
and got my personalized instapoem.
YOUR PERSONALIZED INSTAPOEM BY BENTLILY.
It was the day we laughed so hard
we made the hydrangea bloom
I was three
it was fresh
we were running like tigers
a game of frisbee
happiness all balled up in our legs
shooting out of us in shrieks and bellows
I am a cat
she declared
and I decided I was too
an illuminated cat
with nothing to do
but chase the wind
they say it whips you in the face
but this isn’t how it works
if you run hard enough
the wind bores right into you
I don’t remember anything else
except the smell of the tomato
sweet as pie
the wind carried the rest away.
Time to go hunt for treats!
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