Natalie McCoy

4 Years Old - Poem by Natalie McCoy

Making a mess on the kitchen floor.
Running through the bathroom door.
Quietly sleeping in their bed.
Laughing hard makes their faces turn red.
Drawing pictures of a monkey.
Playing pin the tail on the donkey.
Blowing bubbles in their milk.
Cuddling their blanket that feels like silk.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 19, 2009

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