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Thursday, February 11, 2010

Betsy The Black Rock

On a cold winter day

a shiny black rock

has a lot to say ...

On a short walk

a shiny black rock

seems to talk ...

In a gloomy spot

a shiny black rock

feels so hot

In a warm hand

a shiny black rock

can deftly land

Under foot or car

a shiny black rock

can't be far

Under heavy rain

a shiny black rock

lives, again.



Every divine day, my happy homeschooler walks his beloved Mommy to the neighborhood community centre, for her daily workout at the life-saving gym. This early magical morn, my shining star found his perfect match; a shiny black rock that he so kindly named: Betsy.

Oh, if she were only here to see us, now!

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