A Poem

Yes, Senna turned two
Then got two colds and the flu
The whole fam got hit this season
So that is the reason
That we've neglected to log
Onto this lovely blog
And keep you up-to-date
On all she's doing that's so great
She's still talking up a storm
Singing songs, reciting poems
She's eating well and hearty
Painting, drawing, all that's art-y
Still has that vast imagination
Pretending trains go to their stations
She molds play-dough characters from her books
Still wears crazy clothes in crazy looks
Yes, all is going well
We've just had our hands full, can you tell?