A Little Helper Clown
A Little Helper Clown
I have a little helper that came to visit me one day.
Soon after he got here, we became very attached.
He follows me everywhere and always checks on me.
I call him, my little waiter, for he always brings me
food, water, or a snack. He comes and asks if I'm
alright, or if I want anything. Who is not going to love
someone like him?
When I go to bed at night - he gives me a good night
kiss. In the morning when he gets up - he comes and
tells me good morning with a kiss.
He is very loveable and checks on me through out the
day. I never had so much love, kisses and hugs as I am
having today. I guess God sent him to me, so he could
brighten up my days.
We call him ( Little Javi ), but Javier is his name. If you
would ask him - what his name was, he would tell you,
that he is ( Bobo The Clown ). We plan on getting him a
little clown suit and dress him up as so. He is only four
years old today and he is also my great grandson...
07/13/2014
By Lucilla M. Carrillo
Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo | Year Posted 2014
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