Poem

Doreen received a very special poem written by Aunt Verna and I thought I would share it because it's so cute:


Doreen is so giddy
Over Itty Bitty Witte!
But she has to wait for fall
To receive the telephone call.

That the baby has been born
On that precious eve or morn.
But wait! Babe's not so itty.
It's bigger than a kitty!

E'en though the baby is young
I hear she sticks out her tongue.
And wails come out of Itty Bitty
That's heard throughout the city!

But it's music to your ears
As you hold her comes the tears.
You love that Itty Bitty
Through all the knitty-gritty!