Sunday, February 13, 2011

Poem #148

I love you when you're toasty.
I love you when you're cold.
I love you when you're timid.
I love you when you're bold.
I love you when you coddle
and even when you scold.
I loved when you were younger.
I'll love when you grow old.
6/9/02010

A gushy love poem.

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