The baby puts her foot
in her mouth–how cute.
I put my foot in my mouth
and look like a fool.
The flexibility of youth
turned rigid with age.
All is One, co-creating with the Creator
The baby puts her foot
in her mouth–how cute.
I put my foot in my mouth
and look like a fool.
The flexibility of youth
turned rigid with age.
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My children all did, then bit them and cried – it was attached! Discovery!
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I love the photos with your poetry. It makes your poems so soft and sweet.
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True indeed!
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