the magic of this day
fades into the night
I just want to say
to you
three little words
before you sleep...
Goodnight, sleep tight.
And if you find the sheep
jumping over a brown fence,
don't count them,
count these -
look out the window at each gem
sparkling and smiling
for each time I thought
I love you.
I know I should have bought
roses,
chocolates,
a pretty card or two
but I was busy
filling the sky for you.
wingsofdeath
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