photo by renee freed
Lunch time is now over
You had your play time
You got a bit dirty
I washed your face and
said, "It's Nap time."
You fell to the floor
I kissed your forehead
Your eyes got all sleepy
You started to doze and
I said, "Nighty, It's Nap time."
And now all I can think of
As I look at you there....
That "This Is Love"...
Happy Nap Time...
poem by
~ Gigi Ann ~
10/17/2010
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