dear Godmother,
I know I don't understand how people can come and go; how they can be there and not be there. However when I come to your home I do know Auntie Sue. She had the basket with the most fun toys that anyone can have. And the bedroom with music in it. Best of all the dogs in the basket singing. Auntie was in touch with the angels of fun.
Come and spend time with us this summer. And please bring Billy,
love you,
Rosiepo XXXXXXXX
