Monday, August 11, 2008

Poem, A silly One That Is

I think that I shall never find a gift that is ever more refined
That what I have now on my floor
They are not large, they are not small
But the uses I've seen outweigh all
The joy of seeing young and old
Feline and human, yes one and all
Step into, and turn around
Some lie down a nap to take
Others use as shoes
I prefer the "old school" way
I fill them full of books!


Robbie Iobst said...

Clever, Julie! It still is true that if you buy a little one an expensive toy, they are just as likely to play with the box it came in as the toy! :0)

Robin said...

Ditto Robbie - my son five still plays with boxes. Of course he fills them full of everything you can imagine and more...

Julie - love your new motto - it's great!

Momstheword said...

What a silly girl you are!

QOTW said...

Packing boxes are our friends. Enjoy the moving.