Day 282
There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
And when she was good,
She was very, very good
But when she was bad she was horrid.
The beauty of the photo caught my eye and the verse made me smile because my mom used to say that rhyme to me when I was a little curly headed girl a 1/2 century ago. Thank you for the nice memory and for your beautiful photo!