He has a face like a bear
He's mine and I don't want to shareHe has the very blackest coat
Accompanied by the very whitest soulThough born into tragedy
He'll leave this world warm and happyI look in his eyes and instantly smile
To keep him safe, I'd walk a never-ending mileHe grins at me, he's such a cutie
I'll forever love my Hangman Bootie10/13/2019
V. Rose
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To My Dear Children
Poetrylove letters to the ones I love more than life itself; my sweet, sweet babies