With blonde tossled curls
Smile breaking in her eyes
For us, but no tree?
Her toys stop tears, lifting lid
Empty Box! No! Storm breaks.
(That’s my cat, Shadow. The jury is still deciding on the new tree.)
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With blonde tossled curls
Smile breaking in her eyes
For us, but no tree?
Her toys stop tears, lifting lid
Empty Box! No! Storm breaks.
(That’s my cat, Shadow. The jury is still deciding on the new tree.)
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Very bad grandparents. We had moved and it was the first time in the new place. Everything was wrong. Those toys should have been unpacked. The toys would have saved the day.
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Don’t be so hard on yourself!
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