Fred and Stanley and Me

You and me and Stanley
Make three. Or maybe two, or four,
Or seven or more.

Measure twice, cut once,
Keep it straight, don’t fuss.

Sand it down,
Paint it up,
Let it dry and wrap it up.

Merry Christmas, happy birthday.
Need a lift?
Nothing says, “I love you!”
Like a handmade gift.

If you liked today’s poem, there’s more where it came from! Check out Tuesday Daydreams and A Song for All Seasons for more of my poetic ramblings. Happy April!

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