
I asked you this morning how you felt
Though I already knew the answer
You smiled and gave me eggs and sausage
I did not need to ask for them

I asked you this morning how you felt
Though I already knew the answer
You smiled and gave me eggs and sausage
I did not need to ask for them
When loves gives us a call, we have
to answer the door. Part of that love it
seems is the need to pour our souls out onto paper.
Is it because we are so inspired by the feeling we have that we can’t resist it? Or, as I believe, is it the fact that we know our partner is going to goo goo ga ga over each and every word. Because love is also blind and deaf.
So go ahead, write away, even if it’s:
Gretchen, your so fetchen
Debbie, you aint heavy
Jim, you’re so slim
Or
Girl, you make my heart twirl
Trust me on this one… they’re going to love it.
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