This was my poem I wrote, impromtu, 7 yrs old about my granddaughter Alexie when she was still a makulit little girl.
ALEXIE GIRL - A POEM
Where's our little girl?
Where's our little girl?
Ahh, there you are!!!
Crawling the stairway to heaven,
Her favorite spot, always waiting,
For passers-by, waving her right hand, saying "hi..."
Thus, delaying her mom's household chores
From time to time. always chasing
after her adventurous little Alexie...
So, mom Jewel, better close the door.
07/08/2013
By jdc
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