Like a swallow we fly from land to landSeeking the sun to shine on our skin
And when that skin is suitably tanned
We return to SA, my children, our kin.
This year it snowed
It rained and it blowed
We fried and we froze
From our toes to our nose(S).
We shivered at night
And sweated by day
Our backs got all cranky
We drove home - oh yay!
But through all we had a great time
So I tossed of this poem - which doesn't quite rhyme!
cool, Mom! And and awesome picture!
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Hi mom I love the picture! Love you madly and it is time you guys came HOME!!!!! x x x x x Cal
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