Poem by Myr, Age 3

[partly]

The clouds are white.
The sun is bright,
The rhyme is done.
by Myr

Hee. I love cleaning out old papers and finding things like that.

I never post enough praise for Myr, but she's wonderful.

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[donnickcottage.livejournal.com]

Watch out. She may be a rock lyricist in the making:)