Back on Mother's Day, Jason and I were lucky (NOT) enough to speak in church. I was ticked. Seriously? Mother's Day? Just have men speak, dangit! Lucy got to speak with us. By the time she was done with her talk, I was grateful that we had the opportunity. Without it, I wouldn't have this literary genius:
My mother is special because
She takes care of me very well
She washes our clothes so we don't smell.
She is the one person that I would not sell.
She buys me food and water plus clothes to wear.
I'm so glad I have her there.
Pure awesomeness, right?
1 comment:
Love, Love, LOVE it! I'd never sell you either.
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