you slept on the couch....
when I'm under the weather, I snore
I woke up, a nasty grouch
still you kissed my forehead at the door
I don't deserve what you do
I'm forever grateful you're mine
sometimes it isn't what's said
saying I love you, all of the time
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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