Carmen and I have been reading our way through Shel Silverstein's 'Where the Sidewalk Ends' and came across the poem 'Thumbs.' Thought this was fitting based on Carmen's love of her thumb. I swear it has magical powers as it's able to calm her down almost instantly.
THUMBS
Oh the thumb-sucker's thumb
May look wrinkled and wet
And withered, and white as snow,
But the taste of a thumb
Is the sweetest taste yet
(As only the thumb-suckers know).
~Shel Silverstein
Oh how I love my thumb:
1 comment:
So adorable and so very fitting!
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