No day is a waste
Once I make you laugh or smile
Completing my goal
Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.
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Awww, this was so sweet! Loved this a lot!
Such a darling haiku. How did you know my daily checklist? Psychic lady.
Dear StepMom - My 'Goal' is to figure out all these 'Emojis' StepSon
That sure is a wonderful message Mother Combs! ☺️👏
I laugh and smile... ;)
Great Haiku!
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Awww, this was so sweet! Loved this a lot!
Such a darling haiku. How did you know my daily checklist? Psychic lady.
Dear StepMom - My 'Goal' is to figure out all these 'Emojis' StepSon
That sure is a wonderful message Mother Combs! ☺️👏
I laugh and smile... ;)
Great Haiku!