My Lap Top Babies Poem by Josette Lager

My Lap Top Babies



My darling son and Dee Dee
I'm making a pac with you,
where ever in the world you
may be, Bangkok, Srilanka
or Nepal we are still familia
after all.

Send a email a day as you
soar through misty clouds,
and inbetween naps snoring
out loud, and I'll do the same.

I love you honey and Dee Dee,
so inbetween naps and inbetween
flights send a email whether it be
day or night and I'll do the same.

Love,
mama

Josette Marie Louise Lager

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