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Posted by Steve (Hannah's Dad) on January 23, 2003 at 22:23:08:
I'm not a poet, but for some reason the mood struck me. ---------------------------------- To sleep, perchance to dream? You see, the light of my life does not like to sleep. She goes to sleep and looks like an angel, Yelling, fussing and screaming at a ridiculous hour, During the day I can't look at her enough,
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I just want to sleep
-By Steve (Hannah's Dad)
Not for me and my little sunbeam.
In fact, she's got energy in heaps.
but every night she puts me through a little hell.
not to get mad takes all of my power.
but I'll be honest, the nights are sure rough.