Waxing Poetic

Oh how I am cherishing these last few years when Son #3 will be in elementary school. Once that period of life is over, the cute Mother's Day gifts drop off sharply. Here is the text of the framed "Love Is" poem that he gleefully presented to me yesterday morning.

Every ice cream loves a cone,

Every decoration loves a Christmas tree,

Every tree loves a leaf,

And I love you!

Every month loves a day,

Every art box loves supplies,

Every hen loves a rooster,

And I love you!

Every vampire loves a bat,

Every car loves a wheel,

Every hamburger loves some cheese,

And I love you!