Dear Sunday,
I thought this was supposed to be summer.
Love,
Kevin
(22 June 2025)
Dear Sunday,
I thought this was supposed to be summer.
Love,
Kevin
(22 June 2025)
Dear Saturday,
What can I say? I thought you were Tuesday. Or Thursday. Or something.
Love,
Kevin
(22 June 2025)
New sounds!
(21 June 2025)
Dear Friday,
My bad. Print frenzy. Also, I thought you were Monday.
Love,
Kevin
(21 June 2025)
Dear Thursday,
Playing Friday again, are we?
Love,
Kevin
(19 June 2025)
Dear Wednesday,
My bad. I got distracted.
Love,
Kevin
(19 June 2025)
Dear Tuesday,
Pork chops are cool.
Love,
Kevin
(17 June 2025)
Dear Monday,
Sorry about that. New toy.
Love,
Kevin
(17 June 2025)
Dear Sunday,
Is it nap time yet?
Love,
Kevin
(15 June 2025)
Dear Saturday,
Okay, maybe today it will work.
Love,
Kevin
(14 June 2025)
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Poems by Iris Orpi