I'm A One-Year-OldA Poem by Bella-Marie:) It's bad, but a start.
All I can see
Are people's knees The faded jean fabric Lace and tassles When I look up There are giants everywhere With hulking feet And too-large hands Then fingers grip I'm lifted up I see waistband T-shirt Necklace Face Mum holds me high So I can see All around me
© 2011 Bella-MarieAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 20, 2011 Last Updated on March 21, 2011 AuthorBella-MarieHamilton, Waikato, New ZealandAboutSee that picture? Yeah, the profile picture of me. Yeah, yeah, that one! Well, that's my cat, I know! She's so cute, eh! I love my cat, she's the bomb. No, you're cat can't me as good as mine... maybe.. more..Writing
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