The Magic of Donuts
The air is freshA chill to my feet
The sun is bright
A beautiful morning
How lucky am I
To share this moment
With one of my favorite boys
Barely half my size
Not even a quarter my age
He with his sprinkles
And me with my filling
Both good picks I guess
For five minutes
I'm the most special girl
In the world
And then he bikes away
Another adventure to find
Army to conquer
How did I get so lucky??
posted by Unknown @ 9:51 AM
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