Thursday, January 26, 2012

My Life

Cranky old me, crawls out of bed. There are rocks in my head & I can't see quite straight. But the baby's up and he's ready to eat. He's ready to play, he's ready for the day. He smiles up at me and my heart smiles back. Maybe today will be great after all.

My dearest husband, with the nicest smiles& the smartest eyes and the strongest hands. I don't mind all your gadgets, gizmos, and things, (most of the time.) Especially if you kiss me and hold me tight. Maybe dishes and laundry are worth all the pain. If my prince comes and saves me each night.

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