365

It started about a year ago
With a bunch of colourful sheep,
You first saw Grace as a tiny tot,
Waking from her sleep.
Baggins' debut was on a windswept day,
Clinging on for dear life,
Since then it's been a year of joy,
With the odd day of strife,
So thanks to Joe and the powers that be
For a site I've come to see
As a big, big part of my life.

Thanks also to you for stopping by,
taking time to come say 'Hi',
Leaving comments, advice to heed -
And posting journals
I love to read
Some blip days have been tough
Others a breeze...
Now this poem is almost done -
May I have a gold camera, please?