Monday, May 21, 2007

I may have to go,
But I care for you so,
So you'd better take good care,
Because I can't be there.

I hope you feel safe in your sleep,
And I hope, you don't have to weep.
So there you are, not alone
Maybe, you're just on the phone.

And so, I bid you farewell,
And I hope, you will be well.
For I will return, sometime
Possibly, when the clock strikes nine.

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