For My Dear Vinhie....

for my dear Vinhie.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan Fokke is no longer running on socks these days the fun is over with Foks on socks this poem will not be too long, because you just have called the alphabet from A to Z I heard that very clear and very good what grandma Sylvie likes so much you're just a kid but sometimes your actions are so mature you are loved by many people stay yourself that is the best still a child because you are only three grandson of grandma Sylvie you get another book The rooster on the nook Fokke no longer walks on socks but The Rooster On The Nook is still crowing, dear Vinhie Happy reading, honey bye kisses for dear Vinhie from grandma Sylvie Published on PoemHunter on Friday,18 September,2020