Windmills of My Mind
Thoughts that come and go
Sunday, August 16, 2009
A daughter
A daughter is....
A warm cuddle
A morning beam of sunlight
A perpetual giggle
A soft hand in my calloused pair
A tight round-the-waist hug
A jar full of bounce
A bundle of mischief
A perennial flower in my home
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