The country bath happened in an old dishpan
On a table in the kitchen, a towel laid close at hand
Just a young lad no worse for the wear
He didn’t look like he minded or cared
He was just one of many that day
That would bathe in the pan then exit to play
While The next little boy would take his place
To get the plum jelly washed off his face
Mamas work was never done
But for the kiddos, it was a little fun
Bath time was after dinner just before Bedtime
So when they hit the sheets, Her little men would shine
Bath time was different in those Country days
I’m glad mom snapped a photo of her Bath Pan way
You could certainly see your skills within the work you write.
The world hopes for even more passionate writers like
you who aren’t afraid to mention how they believe. Always follow your heart.
asmr 0mniartist
it’s a good story. Your daughter will remember it for sure.
Today, I went to the beach front with my kids. I found a sea shell and gave it to my 4
year old daughter and said “You can hear the ocean if you put this to your ear.” She placed the shell to her ear
and screamed. There was a hermit crab inside and it pinched her ear.
She never wants to go back! LoL I know this is
totally off topic but I had to tell someone! 0mniartist asmr
I am extremely impressed with your writing skills and also with the layout on your weblog.
Is this a paid theme or did you modify it yourself? Anyway keep up
the nice quality writing, it’s rare to see a great blog like this one today.
asmr 0mniartist