My granddaughter, seven, calls me Papa. This afternoon she presented a picture she had drawn ... me, as a snowman, entitled Pupu. Ahhh... what a grand and loving gift !!!!!
coal eye drips
this snowman's heart surges
handkerchief
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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Lovely gift to Pupu...and your words, touching Magyar :)
wishes,
devika
The gentleness always ready for our babies, how loving this is _m
Aw...Frosty's sweet tears. :) I love, love, love this one!!!
I have never heard a snowman described as having a heart, let alone a beating one. Splendid...My eldest daughter still calls me 'daddy,' and I love it so much...
reminds me of a Christmas movie where the snowman comes alive
much love
gillena
in Finnish "pupu" is an endearment word for a rabbit ...
Should like to see that picture, dear papa-snowman?
;-)
Magyar please email me at:
janice-thomson@gmx.com
thank you
So Sweet!
beautiful words!
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