Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Poetry Month, Day 27--Grammy Time

When Wednesday rolls around each week

This Grammy spirits start to peak.

It's Grammy time, as I spend all day

With my Little Farmer. Yes, all day!

The day resounds with rumbley noises

With trucks and tractors. Boys will be boys's.

On the run the whole day long.

Ending with Grammy hugs, so strong.

I do believe little boys are born knowing how to make tractor and truck noise. I know Little Farmer sure does.

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