Tooth Fairy Pillows

With some time on my hands
(Must I translate? I’m bored!)
I discovered material 
That I had stored.

So with needle and thread
And some stuffing in tow
I stitched 2 little pillows,
Relaxing to sew.

One for each of the grands
With a pocket on top
For a tooth or the money
The fairy will swap.

There’s just one little glitch – 
I will be quite bereft
If I see them at last
With no baby teeth left!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Krutsinger Avatar
May 19, 2020 at 9:35 PM
I have not seen my grandchildren since February so this was easy to relate to. What a crazy time! You have nailed it.
Leffanta Avatar
May 19, 2020 at 11:48 AM
The thing with grandchildren is they don't want to wait for gifts to "cure" or be sanitised! But well done, Ilene! Yesterday, all of the Hawaiian Islands reported 0 new cases, so the end is in sight! Aloha! Rico
Lamoureux Avatar
May 19, 2020 at 8:28 AM
Adorable! Thanks for your visit. ;0)
Manassian Avatar
May 19, 2020 at 3:22 AM
Oh Dear!!! I didn't except that ending, which makes it all the more endearing and funny. Great write, Ilene. I do hope you get to see them before then! ;)
Wolf Avatar
May 18, 2020 at 8:38 PM
Cute! :) gw
Cunningham Avatar
May 18, 2020 at 5:15 PM
This lockdown is doing everyone's head in now, we all long to get back to normal. Hang in there Ilene, you're not alone Tom
Allison Avatar
May 18, 2020 at 3:17 PM
Oh Ilene what sweet gifts for them to treasure and lets be optimistic that you can see them soon. we have more restrictions being lifted on Wednesday but I feel its too much too soon ... will wait to see if we get a rise in cases now:-) hugs jan xx
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