Friday, March 26, 2010

Poem by Nate

The plight of a sad six year old whose brother always seems to get invited for playdates;

No one to visit,
no one to see.
All that there is;
my hamsters and me.


Connie said...

That is so sweet and sad! Poor little guy! Wish you lived closer, he could come here for a play date!

Hilary said...

:) :) :) !!!

DotBlogger said...

That was the poem my daughter could recite every day for the first 7 years of her life.
I've got a million pix of little lonely her and her hamster.
Now that her sisters are here, the hamster is neglected!