MY POTPOT
MY POTPOT
My sweet Potpot is my shining
star at night.
He's a precious diamond,
gleaming in my sight.
His big eyes gaze like a starlit sky,
wide and bright.
He's my sweetest star,
dazzling on the horizon at twilight.
When the days turn grey,
His smile brings me joy, and I feel alright.
And here's grandma's lullaby for Potpot
to sleep tight tonight.
I love yOu so dearly!
Written by: Grandma
03 August 2025
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