An Ode to a Crib
So this is my ode to a crib. An inanimate object that became a great ally. This is my begrudging goodbye. A melodramatic clinging to wooden leg—
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
So this is my ode to a crib. An inanimate object that became a great ally. This is my begrudging goodbye. A melodramatic clinging to wooden leg—
Parting is such sweet sorrow.