Wednesday, January 1, 2014
T.L.C. (Tender Loving Care)
I'm lying here congested and in need of some TLC.
I barely open my eyes and you bring that red medicine to me.
I'm tired and I don't feel right, and I pray that I can get enough sleep tonight to feel good enough to go to work.
Breakfast in bed, and even though I said it doesn't matter how you make my eggs, I'm glad you knew how I'd want them anyway.
Got a 2 hour nap in the middle of the day,
With no kids knocking on the door, and nobody asking me to fix a broken this or charge a powered down that.
You love me.
You feed me.
I need you.
You need me.
But I needed you more today.