do you remember being a little guy or girl and being scared of what lurks in the closet? I can remember being poised on my bed with my little phillips head screwdriver in hand and waiting for the mouse to dart across the floor so I could pounce upon the mouse thereby protecting my little sister. never happened, i somehow always fell asleep before the killer mouse ran across the floor in search of my Mr Peanut peanut butter maker.
just thought you might like to know that
Today I hold my wife close most nites....tell her I love her and kiss her goodnite. I tell her everything will be alright. We always kiss each other goodnite. I love her very much...and for some strange reason she loves me.
1 comment:
it's really not that strange
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