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Love the poem..please pass it on to Rob…
Thanks for posting it on your page Christy..
Pete, how wonderful! Yes, I will absolutely let Rob know. Thanks for being here :)
That comment exchange turned into a ton of fun, Christy. The red foot ware in Rob’s post came out better than the ones in the story I wrote as a 12 year old… they got peed on by a dog. LOL.
Haha I’m glad you hadn’t told Rob about the peeing part – it might have left his inspiration all wet ;) So glad to have had that conversation with you both. It’s such fun when words come from unexpected places like they did for Rob’s poem. Hugs!