Here's a song from my daughter, for Thanksgiving:
In our house, we're reading books
We're playing games
and some of us are cooks.
We're kickin' off shoes,
and kickin' up heals.
Some of us are dancing on bannana peels.
In our house, we're gonna have fun.
The clouds are parting and here comes the sun.
Everybody's jolly and nobody's sad.
Your momma is dancing with your dad.
In our house, we're playing guitars.
We're sitting on the porch
and wishing on the stars.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment