Things Will Be Ok

Mary-Mary, quite contrary, her garden does not grow. There is no dirt, there is no fence---Not a greenhouse of any color. Mary-Mary had a few little lambs, but they ran away from home. Even though they are grown--She misses them so… Mary-Mary has twin grand boys that she has never seen. When she does, she will be so grateful and never want them to leave. Mary-Mary is not so happy-happy, Everywhere around is so sad. There is nothing she can do, so she sits at home, Eating split pea soup and no pie-- One day things will be calm again… Till then… She is stuck and wonders what the heck-- How did things end up this way… Damn it, I have no coffee creamer-- Things change and the dark clouds hovering over. Somehow, some way you have to push through it. Mary-Mary has her doggies, two--they will all be fine. They are sweet…and silly…and keep her Company— Licking her tears and reminding her to fetching the mail. They take turns resting by her side and keeping one eye on the road. “Crosbiee-- the Bumble Bee” Comes to visit and play. And as long as they have Puperonies everyday-- Things will be ok… Copyright © fonda anne….mooreofme....mamao