Muddle Near a Puddle

Muddle Near A Puddle

When we may want to muddle and huddle;
Had been very cold being  near big puddle;


Loved you much  and together did cuddle.

Jim Horn

Sweet Grass Basket

We saw a basket made from green grass;
Bought it when up could never ever pass,
And pure delight;
Love at first sight;
Have in my room and may find huge mass.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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