From the time of arrival i have given miss Nowra a tradition of kisses
One for each eye, one on each ear and a kiss on her sweet wee dingo lips
Yuk you may say , but its what we do
Nowra has been saying she a big girl now and kisses are not on . untill today
My damn shoulder is causing so much grief and makes me angry , as pain will do
Nowra running amoke and biting my legs and laughing as she runs off, was shocked when i yelled at her
She comes up, stands and puts her face up wanting the traditional greeting , participating in a wet lick on the mouth
I did tell her i was sorry for yelling so all good now .






