If smells only had colors,
I'm certain I would see
Little puffs of brown from the baby next to me.
Halfway through the sermon,
My stomach gave a lurch
and I was sorely tempted to sprint right out of church.
The daddy is a'rockin'
The baby gives a coo,
and every time dad pats his back
I get a whiff of poo!
Deborah is a military wife and proud mother of two children. She has been writing for many years, but until recently has never submitted any work. Her educational background is in Biology & Environmental Science. All of God's creation fascinates her and she particularly enjoys being outdoors.