Baby breath,
On my face,
At six in the morning,
On a snow day.
Dog snuffling my ear,
Licking me,
At six in the morning,
On a snow day.
Mom calling my name,
Shaking me awake,
At six in the morning,
On a snow day.
Beatiful picture
Except for the obvious fact,
That it is six in the morning,
On a snow day.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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