We went out for breakfast this morning.
and saw a little blonde with curly hair.
She looked so much like my granddaughter did
And all I could do was just stare.
I watched as she played with her father
She giggled and teased and she kissed.
I was filled with all those sweet memories
That after a decade I missed.
I pulled out a picture of my granddaughter
And was headed across the way
I wanted to show him the future
And how his daughter would look some day.
As I approached the table to see them
I knew I would bring them great joy.
When I asked about their cute little girl
Abruptly they said, hes a boy!
Foot in mouth disease!
You had me ooooing and ahhhing right up until the end, Funny thing is, we have all swallowed a digit or two in our day.
Thanks Larry
With best regards,
Chris
Oops is right......
Like you, and Karla, I have made the same mistake many times. I always walk away feeling a bit sheepish. Great human interest poetry. Keep it up Larry!!
Precious! I've done the same thing: did that the other day, in fact. Cute little Black baby, all eyes and hair. A LOT of hair: so much so, they had it in a little topknot. I asked the mother, "How old is she?" Mom: "HE'S a boy!" Me: "oooooooooops...I'm sorry!" LOL
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
You had me ooooing and ahhhing right up until the end, Funny thing is, we have all swallowed a digit or two in our day.
Thanks Larry
With best regards,
Chris
Be safe,
Karen
Kathy
Like you, and Karla, I have made the same mistake many times. I always walk away feeling a bit sheepish. Great human interest poetry. Keep it up Larry!!
Walt
thanks,
dan
Precious! I've done the same thing: did that the other day, in fact. Cute little Black baby, all eyes and hair. A LOT of hair: so much so, they had it in a little topknot. I asked the mother, "How old is she?" Mom: "HE'S a boy!" Me: "oooooooooops...I'm sorry!" LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Newfie Hugs, Rose