Ah, yes, that warm feeling when our own childhood toys are used by others. My wife and I have a few remnants from over four decades ago that still hang around in this way. Wonderful that others can explore these items after all this time, and that we can get warm fuzzies from simply seeing them around from time to time.
Beautiful poem! Love it
I love your last baby poem, Tania. My last baby will be turning 37 this year, and those treasured moments stay with you forever. 😊
Thanks so much, glad you enjoyed it 😊
Sweet poem about your last baby. I've been writing about my last baby this week, and it's been giving me all the feels! 💛
Thanks for the kind mention!
Ah, yes, that warm feeling when our own childhood toys are used by others. My wife and I have a few remnants from over four decades ago that still hang around in this way. Wonderful that others can explore these items after all this time, and that we can get warm fuzzies from simply seeing them around from time to time.
I'm so glad my words found you and inspired you! Thank you so much for including me here ❤️ I'm most grateful for your kindness and support!