Dad would cry,
“Don’t touch me; I’m a star.”
And I would giggle and vie.
Okay, Dad, I’d reply
His bar was so high.
In the sky, my sky.
I’d sigh
And again, I’d try.
C. S. De Dona. 08-06-22
Tickle
Dad would cry,
“Don’t touch me; I’m a star.”
And I would giggle and vie.
Okay, Dad, I’d reply
His bar was so high.
In the sky, my sky.
I’d sigh
And again, I’d try.
C. S. De Dona. 08-06-22
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