A few weeks ago, he met a little girl named Lucy on the playground. He looked at her wide-eyed, then leaned over to me and asked:
“Mommy… she’s not the one in the sky with diamonds, is she?”
(He loves Sgt. Pepper. He used to ask me to sit and cuddle him while he listened to “She’s Leaving Home.” He’d hang his head sadly and say “Mommy, the baby is gone!”)
Copyright Tracy Zollinger Turner, Tinymantras.com, 2009.
Like counting the stars.
Pardon the avatar… it was for another blog’s subject matter and I forgot to change it.
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