Friday, September 29, 2006

You're my lullaby


I want to hold an umbrella over your head when the cats and dogs are falling.

I want to hide with you in piles of leaves.

I want to help build a snowman in the night calm.

I want to lie together in the shade of a tree and find out how your day was.

I want to secretly hear you singing to yourself in the kitchen.

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