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Time for bed,
Rest your head,
I'll  protect you dear,
from the nightmares you bare,

Close your eyes,
Count to three,
You'll be safe with me,
I promise you my dear,
A sweet lullaby for a furry buddy or to your precious little flowers ♥️
.
Feeling that my parenting days will be over as they start to get older
she showed up at my doorstep last night.
crying.

granted, she was higher than a kite and
only wanted to give me money.

but then she told me he wasnt doing too well.

and that he missed me.

and that she was "hurt"by my actions.

and everything
came
crashing
down
What are songs but dreams?
The depths of human wishes

Aquaman still schemes
He can talk to fishes!

I'm grateful for the teaching
We are Robinson!

Still I am outreaching
Before my day is done

                   Letters.

— The End —