20 June 2011

Father's Day Poem

This was Zoe's gift to Rob for Father's Day:


Transcript/Translation:

My Dad

my dad is blue
he smells like yellow cake
with [chocolate] frosting
he looks like green beach
glass
he sounds like [his] goofy
laugh after I say
the word [guinea] (gin-e)
horns
he feels [like] the warm and
tight hug he gave me
when it was the first day
of [kindergarten] as I got
on bus 14
he taste[s] like Barbecued
steak and [whoopie] pies
my dad make[s] me [feel] [confident]



I think I may just have to have this framed.

2 comments:

Sara said...

This is beautiful and certainly a great candidate for a frame. The blue crayon makes it art beyond the words.

OSeƱorita said...

So beautiful! You certainly had to have that framed.