Angry birds float in a sea of sky blue, eyebrows scrunched
together in Marx-ian angst, tails attached like tiny propellers! Flying fiascos flung across the screen on
slingshots at pigs posing in impossibly funny situations.
The stuff of nightmares, evoking warm smiles and sweet
feelings, tucked up carefully by well meaning hands to make a bed.
Loving gestures, sharing sheets and pillows, stuffed animals
and toys, the universal sign of innocence and friendship.
Go to visit Gramma, or Uncle Connie, or Auntie Mack and a
car ride becomes a storybook experience, go swimming with the dinosaurs, or
sleeping with the monkeys and everything is wrapped in love and giggles.
The magical moments of childhood should never be lost or put
away for good. They are the true elixir
of youth.
Auntie Mack can....make the world taste good!
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