He's a keeper
When I was in the third grade only
eight years old, this little guy was
in my room he thought the world
of me, and I liked him too you
know. I deliberately talked to
him from the word go.
He wanted me to use his crayons
his pencil and his paper, I told him
I have mine I thank you but I don't
Then I realized he was a keeper he
was kind and sweet I know his
family was so proud of him for he
must have done for them just what
they ask of him to do..
The precious little Man that all parents
want to keep not many are like this, but
he sure seems to be.
Author Clara Case ( Deen )
Brain tease By deeny107
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© 2019 deeny107
(All rights reserved)