This is what I have to do. I have to try and tie my shoe. Could you help me? Could you please? Could you help me bend my knees? This is very hard to do. One lace up on my shoe. Twisting, turning, squirming, too. Could you help me? Could you please? Could you help me bend my knees? Smiling, laughing, grinning too. Two bows tied just for you.
aDORable write, linda! :) ((HUGS)) and love, your friend in texas, karen lynn. :)
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
with a bad knee I sometimes think this when I have to tie my shoes then I wonder if I should just wear sandals all year long but unfortunately I live in New York and we get snow AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Linda,
This is excellent. Oh we all need help.
Peggy
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
A plea I am sure I made when I was younger. I am left handed and my mother forgot.......a neigbhour noticed my problem and taught me the left handed way and I have tied every since :-) Short version of a long story. Your poem brought this memory back.
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Jack
This is excellent. Oh we all need help.
Peggy
I loved your cute funny poem.