My youngest daughter D.J. (her nickname is Chigger) is 25 years old. She was going through some old things in her cedar chest today and she ran across this poem I had written her when she was 12.
In 2010, we were so poor that the poor people made fun of us. So my wife came up with the idea of practical Christmas gifts. You either make it or only buy something you can eat or wear. So I wrote everyone a poem and a large supply of their favorite foods.
Mrs. GED was Reese peanut butter cups, my oldest daughter Jordan was Campbell's chicken noodle soup and D.J.s was corn dogs. So I bought them each their favorite food and wrote them a poem that would coincide with that food product.
D.J. found her poem today and I thought I'd share it with me OSA fam. Cheers and happy Thanksgiving!
In 2010, we were so poor that the poor people made fun of us. So my wife came up with the idea of practical Christmas gifts. You either make it or only buy something you can eat or wear. So I wrote everyone a poem and a large supply of their favorite foods.
Mrs. GED was Reese peanut butter cups, my oldest daughter Jordan was Campbell's chicken noodle soup and D.J.s was corn dogs. So I bought them each their favorite food and wrote them a poem that would coincide with that food product.
D.J. found her poem today and I thought I'd share it with me OSA fam. Cheers and happy Thanksgiving!
