For rent, a poetic home
Children there raised
Learned to write poem
Since, from there, they have flown…
Around the home are sprinklings
Framed by the bard that did there reside
Might need a bit of work in the yard outside
But the interior feels of many years of love
Within, you may of the past collide…
No pain does this cute little home exude
Raised here my own little brood
Now only on holidays do they come for food
They still bring love & happiness here to include…
© ed ~ 6/3/2008
TOM
But watch out for the vikings trailing back me, they are a bunch you won't believe.
Edvard the Elder
PS the food for the creatures will be provided by PeeWee!
A challenge well met, Bro, and just in time for the 4th of July holiday.
You can count on me and Mean Tall Woman and about a dozen of our critters showin up. And Brother Edvard will be flyin in with his entire clan from Sweden. And don't forget cousin Edwina and her twenty or so kids and grandkids. And please stock up on the good beer this time - we're all gonna be mighty thirsty. Thanks.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Mary
ET
Thanks,
Jill