good mornin, by shauna Subscribe to rss feed for shauna

good morning he said
as he called me 
from his cell phone
I love it when he wakes me.

thinking about it I realize
how much I wanted
wish to wake me.

If only I knew that there was 
going to be
someone eles who wanted me.

how I wish I would have known
then the news I know now.
Posted: 2005-09-12 22:42:47 UTC

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