And just like that little Nicky and I had a date.
Sugar cookies decorated with icing, musical chairs
at every table.
Balloons with strands of silky fabric dangled from the Party hall ceiling.
Their little fingers crook daintily, holding the tiny tea cups
while their mothers sipped tea and ate cookies.
She is a sweet tune in my heart and I hope to play it all my life
With the memories of the sugar cookies,
and all those tea time moments together
She loved the princesses and tea time theme;
that was October of two thousand and four
I love the pink plastic bags.
Her birthday was yesterday;
today we are having a skype group video chat
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 9:11 AM UTC
And just like that little Nicky and I had a date.
Sugar cookies decorated with icing, musical chairs
at every table.
Balloons with strands of silky fabric dangled from the Party hall ceiling.
Their little fingers crook daintily, holding the tiny tea cups
while their mothers sipped tea and ate cookies.
She is a sweet tune in my heart and I hope to play it all my life
With the memories of the sugar cookies,
and all those tea time moments together
She loved the princesses and tea time theme;
that was October of two thousand and four
I love the pink plastic bags.
Her birthday was yesterday;
today we are having a skype group video chat
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