Dear Mr. Sun,
Sometimes when I adorn myself in layers of dress ups, I can't help but get all warm and sleepy. Then I settle in for a good read on my under stuffed bean bag. When your winter rays blanket me with warmth, I need a daytime slumber. And as I snooze, I dream the luxurious dreams of a little girl.
Before I woke the other day, I sleepily uttered these words, "I like it" *smile* "Now let's decorate it!" *giggle* My mom couldn't help wondering what I was dreaming about, but she thinks it must have been something very fun...and pink.
Thanks for the wonderful winter nap, Mister Sun. I needed it.
Love,
Roo
"mister sun, sun - mister golden sun, please shine down on me"
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