Heather lived across the hall when Joe and I were living in an apartment. She is a very special child. She is a couple of years younger than Joe but they used to play together a lot and were good company for each other. Heather's mother, Karen, was my best friend. We still see each other although we don't spend near enough time visiting and keeping up on what is going on in each other's lives.
   
 
   
 
Heather
   
 

Friend of mine - Little Heather,
Sweet as a rose and light as a feather;
Blonde hair, blue eyes and a really big smile,
She loves her crayons and will color a while.

Barbies, legos and school fill her days,
She has such charming little ways;
Keep the scissors out of her hand;
Her energy we wish we could can.

Sweet Heather keeps us on our toes,
With her impish ways and cute little nose;
From her we have learned how to love,
Tis no secret, she's a gift from above.
 
   
 
 
 
 
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