Thursday, December 8, 2011

Nursery Rhyme #9, for Z., 12/8/11

I look into your eyes;
I listen to your sighs.

You have been here before;
tell us what you saw:

The birdies in the sky,
the bumblebee that flies,
the door to your room,
the toys that make a boom,
Sammy the singing fish,
the green plastic dish,
how to count to ten,
how to use a pen.

You'll show us all you know
as you continue
to grow.

How not believe in G-d,
when Zach
makes us all
so proud.


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