Friday, November 6, 2009

The night before Ella got sick she declared she was going to sit up all night like Jo (from Little Women) and write stories. She had a bit of a poetry frenzy and churned out six poems before she finally fell asleep. Here's one of my favorites:

About My Papa
by Ella

Papa doesn't like red beets.
When we go to Michie Tavern
We try to pile them on his plate
Hee hee


  1. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it!!!!!!!! Can't wait to read the rest!!!

  2. I love it too! Please post the rest Wizzy, when you get a chance! XO Viv

  3. What a great poem and picture. . . .I love this blog.