Thinking of you

by vanessa hill   May 1, 2006


I sat down and all i thought of was you. When i looked into your room and an empty bed is all that looked back to me. I think of all the times i would came and and say "Daddy, may i sleep with you tonight theres something under my bed.". I think of you and when i see the bed i think of all the times i seen you in it a sleep and thought thats my daddy "shh hes sleeping" Day and night thoughts of you come in. Day and night i think of you.

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