A Place Called the PJs
Three things we love Anna Thomas’s poem “A Place Called the PJs”:
Her shy, adorable smile
Fried chicken, Lima beans, and cornbread
Burping through your nose
Listen for yourself:
What do you think? Tell us!
Three things we love Anna Thomas’s poem “A Place Called the PJs”:
Her shy, adorable smile
Fried chicken, Lima beans, and cornbread
Burping through your nose
Listen for yourself:
What do you think? Tell us!
We love this sweet little poem from Anna Thomas of Friends of Guest House! 🙂
Sweet Little Home
Anna Thomas
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