It's snowing here . . . or trying to ;)!
Thought it would be a nice time to share one of Doogie's poems:
Monsters
by Christian Douglas "Doogie" Turner

There's a hairy monster underneath my bed;
I don't know what he is, but I call him Ed.
His nose is very long
when I sing, he grunts along--
blubble, burble, blimp, bump.
Ed's not too tall, just a runt--
glubble, gurbie, glimp, glump.
There's a scary monster hanging 'round my bed
he's not really bright though he's got a big head.
His ears are way too small
yet he grins from wall-to-wall--
slubble, surble, slimp, slump.
His fingers clawed, hand but stumps--
flubble, furble, flimp, flump.
There's nary a monster underneath my bed--
they've all gone outside to play under the shed.
Thought their eyes are huge . . . big,
they twirl and dance a cool jig--
clubble, curble, climp, clump.
Gross monsters wearing weird wigs--
giggle, gaggle, goose bumps!

He keeps me feeling young :)!
Love,
Sandy