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By little_blue_man Date: 2001 Sep 24 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.24.15.45.32356]] |
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She shuffles across the floor Stopping at the end of the bed where I lay She gently rubs my feet Then tugs at my toes Twinkling...that's what she calls it After climbing into bed and shutting off the light She places her head on my bare shoulder She says this is the best part of the day And we discuss all that has happened Later as she rolls over Facing away from me We snuggle Her silky hair tickling my face Intertwined We drift into sleep These are but some of the simple joys she brings Looking back How did I live without them |