I love your way
I must confess
Even when
Things are a mess
I love it when
You get words wrong
You do it to nearly
Every song
You're soft
Like melted butter
Most times
You're a nutter!
You are a lot
Like your dad
A thing that doesn't
Make you glad
I love to read to you
A rhyme
And you listen
(most of the time)
I love it when
You drive me on
When my enthusiasm's
Gone
You love the morning
I love night
Opposites
Attract, alright
You're half empty
I'm half full
Therefore life
Is rarely dull
Always fresh
Never stale
What we have
Is not for sale
They threw it at us
For so long
We're still standing
Strong
So there it is
Laid bare
The reasons
Why I care
Trouble, strife
Nothing new
Mother, wife
lover
you...
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Wow! I hope you have shared this with her, max brownie points for that one ...... I am almost jealous? I will not covet, I will not covet! Lord forgive me
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