Friday, April 1, 2011
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Catie
Emma
Beka
Nathan
Naomi
A little girl follows me
A careful woman I ought to be
A little girl follows me;
I do not dare to go astray
For fear she'll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape her eyes;
What're she sees me do, she tries
Like me, she says, she's going to be,
The little girl who follows me.
She thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine;
The base in me she must not see,
The little girl who follows me.
I must remember as I go,
Through summer's sun and winter's snow,
I am building for the years to be,
For a little girl follows me.
~Author Unknown~
A little girl follows me;
I do not dare to go astray
For fear she'll go the self-same way.
I cannot once escape her eyes;
What're she sees me do, she tries
Like me, she says, she's going to be,
The little girl who follows me.
She thinks that I am good and fine,
Believes in every word of mine;
The base in me she must not see,
The little girl who follows me.
I must remember as I go,
Through summer's sun and winter's snow,
I am building for the years to be,
For a little girl follows me.
~Author Unknown~
1 comment:
How fun! Under the tree out of which Emma fell. (Didn't want to end with a prepositional phrase) Went bike riding with Justin and Ashleigh. They took me way too far. I was exhausted. When we got to the fountain, they did let me rest - while they put their feet in the water. I need to start taking my camera with me. Justin wrecked in the middle of Simmons and Wichita Trail. Hurt his hand (barely) but cried a lot. I think it frightened him. So then he didn't know if he could ride all the way back. I agreed and called Dad to pick us up.
Looks like Nathan tried to crash the tea party!
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