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| Written while I was away on a business trip |
In my hotel room,
Hundreds of miles from you;
Feeling so alone.
It is hard to sleep,
This room is just too quiet
Without kids and dogs.
My bed seems so big;
There's no one to cuddle with
Or steal my blankets.
No dogs to let out,
No bedtime stories to read,
No kisses goodnight.
I can watch T.V.
Without the Cartoon Network.
The remote is mine!
Missing all of you,
I turn on the T.V. set,
Sigh, and watch cartoons.
© 2000 Dusty Grein
