Tell Them, Push Six

A true story of a little bit of glory... A child no older then three last night took my hand and said, "please... tell them, push six." Paralyzed, memorized, stunned was I. Deep in the eyes two shiny diamonds fly and I could never would never say no. To such a glorious glow.Ever.You bet. Happily, you'll go. Like a hole in my heart my soul fell apart and I could never would never turn again. Despite a complication of a notion afraid and abandoned by most or some it was still. and clear to see. Innocence like that, Must Be. And so did I as I promised and set about my course. Information delivery with urgent expectancy making note of faces and names. There won't be one forgotten if anything should happen and the plan go stray you see. We made a Note. And we took special inventory. Then the child smiled when I sat A while to explain we had all understood. Then my heart teared from the gift of her ears when her eyes looked back, she nod. Then the Mother and I shared a wink And yeah, the Boss was watchin.You can bet. She's due to be Mom too. ~Three Ladies in a Circle make five.Around Two~ Arrangements set! and firm under Hood ~ back safely they went to their room. Floor six!!! Chef let out with a mood! The likes of Sound we've never heard! CLEAN chicken soup! And It was done.Too.Perfection. ================================== Little girl, biiiiiig food allergy.