June 2, 2008
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Trying to wet my feet again,
Few words and a pic or two,
Last night no pics in the pen,
Maybe this’ll do.
Lil’ Gal named Immie,
Newer model of “Great G’daughter,
Doll in one hand, in head a “gimmie,”
Behain’ like she oughter.
Heather in recovery,
Observing Immie with love,
At the double barreled birthday party, she’s a bit hovery,
On Look Out Mountain, way above.
Birthday cakes, single file,
Just before the big blow,
After a big dinner, it took a while,
The goodies to stow.
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I don’t go missing on purpose, that’s just the way it is.
I’ll be back ASAP, but in the meantime, if you wish, give Kelli at her e-mail addy to
find out how things are going. She is my beloved cyber sister and a saint.
Comments (11)
Real life comes first all the time. Looks like a wonderful party!
Very touching poem and post , Doug .
Thanks to post and show those photos .
How do we join Kelli . No link ?
I wish all the best for both you
In friendship
Michel
Looks like a Happy Day was had by all. Immie is delightful, cuter than a kitten. Glad to see Heather is up to going to a party.
Love and Hugs,
~ Sil
Cute girl! Both of them! lol Cakes looked yummy. Glad you have felt up to being on line for a few days.
your posts are always so fun.
here’s wishing you all the best.
*~matthew~*
Darling grand daughter and good thoughts sent to Heather. I wish for better days filled with sunshine ahead for all of us.
Wishing Heather a real quick recovery , and for you one too. I am so delighted to be reading your wonderful words again. The child is a beauty and surely she brings times of joy. Dinner and yummy cake . Hugs Ev
Miss you Doug! God Bless and keep you and Heather! Beautiful pics!
Hey Doug,
Been awhile since I was by.. just thought I would stop in and say hello and see how you are doing. Hope all is well. Drop a line when you get a chance. God bless you my friend
Phil
keep the rhymes flowing and the parties going
for as long as they’ll flow and go
I’m sorry I haven’t had too much to say
I’ve been reading your every post though
I’m sorry for all of your bad luck
and happy for the all the good
you’ve been living the life of a struggling man
better than anybody I know could
I hope you’ll keep doing it, Doug
I need your rhymes… you big lug
I’m glad to see that you’re getting your feet wet again, Doug. Little Immie is darling. Good wishes to Heather, and to you too. Hoping for better days ahead.
Sheila