It's bitter cold,
I pull myself out of bed,
There's nothing I want more
Than to keep you warm.
You get up,
You brace yourself for the day,
You pour your heart, your life
Into those four souls.
Each day brings
New challenges,
New worries,
New waves of stress,
Someone always needs something,
Something is always breaking.
At night
You and I
Cheesy TV
And
A cup of tea.
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