a poem in honor of the park

We love to hang at the park
but we can't go when it's dark

cuz then we couldn't see
when we swing on the "weeee"

Whoah! It is super breezy
when we swing sooo high
but we don't get queasy
cuz we are just too fly!

A poem by Mama inspired by Jonah & Annikah


Beck said…
Indigo said: "good rhyme"
Unity said…
Anni looks like popeye in that cute little hat :-)
Anonymous said…
Indigo has changed her mind - now she says "too rhymey"

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