Friday, March 12, 2010

I am loved

Your love grounds me
When life is dizzy, it holds me steady.
It is always there.
After a dreary day, you hold me close,
hand me a beer and kiss my head.
The day is done, and I am loved.
I sucked at my job, but I am loved.
How can you erase the day with a smile?

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