There once was an farmgirl who had so many kids she didn’t know what to do. They were in the barn and shed and the kitchen and bathroom too. She made bottles and fed them and fed them again. Yet, when it was time to send them off into the world, it made her sad.
True story. Too many kids and so many bottle kids. They’re overwhelming, but I hate to see them go. It’s almost as bad as saying good-bye to the world’s greatest host. So going to miss G-Man hosting Friday Flash 55 each week. This was the first meme I joined when I started blogging. The kids are also why I’ve disappeared from the poetry blogging world for the last couple of weeks.