My little Butterflies.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

That's How.

In sixty-five more years, when your body is tired and weary from age

and you don’t got the strength to walk the stairs up to our room,

I’ll pick you up and carry you to bed with me.
Cause I will always love you, as simple as that sounds.

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