A great little story poem with a wonderful subject of how babies will sometimes be attracted to something new as though it were familiar and joyful like greeting their parents. Babies seem to have an innate ability to know, simply by looking at someone's face whether it will be pleasant or not.
Enjoyed and wish that I had an opportunity to be seen in that situation, too. A bit jealous?
Ron
Reviewed by JoAnne Cromp (Reader)
Reviewed on October 13, 2022
awwweeee how precious is Gods creation. Its beautiful and glorious light shined upon you, so innocent as we were once that too
Ah, you lightened my spirit and put a smile on my face this early morning, I can feel it, it's going to be a good day, thank you Audrine for being part of my literary world :)
Dropping a bombshell like those free-roaming chickens that I was notified of that she had to go back home and drop another egg, but the hen would be back resuming her duty without a condom cackle and ready to incubate another and another. what is it about bigamist roosters that keep several hens? While the rooster was preoccupied with mating stray hens, we painted an Amish scene on the canvas in the attic, one that eventually was made into song about the old man down the road. It pays to plan for the future and eating off a nice set of plates. Nice portfolio, baby.
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Enjoyed and wish that I had an opportunity to be seen in that situation, too. A bit jealous?
Ron
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