Thoroughly Poetic Thursday with Angel Sammy
Today's post is brought to you by the letter
Ode to Ice Cream
To mom from Madi
In Mom's wildest dreams there is endless Ice cream.
Everyone knows this is not a scheme
She truly loves this frozen delight
She owns no stock in any cream.
Each year in January she silently dreams
about her birthday cake, what flavors, what colors,
will Dad request.
She says no matter the theme,
there never has been any
Ice Cream that was not the
And we join Brian for
'cause mom is mighty Thankful for