This unsolicited and unprompted tribute was offered by just-turned-eight Jeneva last night. For the benefit of those challenged in any way by the inventive spelling, here is an edited version:
A Poem for my Mommy
Your …
eyes twinkle from the stars and the sea waves and
it sounds like a lullaby you sing to me
you look so! pretty you
make me smile on rainy days
and I love you Mom
you are caring to us
and we appreciate it so, so, so much
Love, Neeve 🙂
All together, now, one-two-three:
“Awwwww, kewt!” (snf, snf)
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That is a must keep, never to be ill treated, precious and priceless.
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Agreed!
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Absolutely precious!! I’m so glad you shared it with us. I’m smiling with knowledge of what this means to a very special mama!
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She was bursting with love and pride.
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Awwwww! 😀
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You forgot the ‘kewt’!
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Kewt! 🙂
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Hur speling is besst
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It is veree inventiv!
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How lovely, and another treasure to look back on. I have a thick file on those!
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Such things are beyond pearls.
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I’m sure Mommy will treasure this piece of paper for ever and ever – especially during the teenage years… Beautiful and heartfelt, Jeneva sure loves her mommy.
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She does indeed, and with good reason. A very good and dedicated mommy indeed.
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Ag spesiaal
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Natuurlik, stem ek saam!
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Wonderful.
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I do think it is lovely the way she gets her message across.
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Mum must be very proud and I hope she frames it.
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Most likely will!
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Worthy of framing!
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That will probably happen!
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