One little old lady. one cup of coffee, one blue sky, one calm lake, one goose sitting on bank, one plane flew over, one bird at feeder, one walker, one stream from one airplane, one of things I love to watch. Lucky me. Well, I looked down and the one cup of coffee is empty. So, here I go, to find one thing at a time to do.
BETTY ( thought I would spice it up)
BOOP
3 comments:
Almost a poem
ALMOST. JUST LITTLE SMALL SPURTS TRY TO MAKE A POEM. THEY MUST RHYME TO BE A POEM FOR ME.THANKS FOR READING, I AM NOT SURE WHO DOES REGULARLY. MOM
Me! Just not as early as you post. Ivey
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