Exceptional Rhyming verse Travelin' Rosie by Sugarray77

Disheveled bow falls in her face, a sticky smile, a warm embrace, her tott'ring  legs can't stand alone, sweet Rosalie begins to roam.   She rolls around upon her mat determined to reach this or that, her current faves, a toy and book she barely gives a second look.   Her aim, her goal, her mama's feet, those wiggly toes just can't be beat. Then, daddy's hairy legs draw near and... whoosh, she's up... her laugh rings clear.       Recognized Author Notes Our sweet granddaughter, Rosalie, just turned one. Her favorite thing is to be tossed in the air.

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