And when it blooms.
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
Just look, please!
And relax.
And relax.
Just like our cat.
In the sunshine!!!
‘Sit up a little
more stiffly, dear!’
Alice cried
with a merry laugh.
‘And curtsy while
you’re thinking
what to – what to purr.
It saves time, remember!’
You know, after such a harsh.
Such a difficult winter.
We rejoice at.
Every little flower.
Even when it’s just.
Starting to peek out.
From under the snow…
From under the snow…
‘Sit up a little
more stiffly, dear!’
Alice cried
with a merry laugh.
‘And curtsy while
you’re thinking
what to – what to purr.
It saves time, remember!’
And when it blooms.
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
– our joy knows no bounds!!!
Just look, please!
And relax.
And relax.
Just like our cat.
In the sunshine!!!
*Because my friend let me know how she’s been today.
So, I wrote this poem, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
This is also your poem, my friend!
And the lovely photo at the head of this page is yours, my friend!
