You’ve come to my door, thanks for honoring my request,
Please! step Inside and make yourself at home, I’m about ready.
A story Is what I want, something that will take me away to another place,
Read me a story about a great adventure that’s not a possibility.
Read me a story so that I may forget my struggles of this day,
I’ll lay my head upon this pillow so soft as you read me a story so great.
You are a woman whom tells stories of far off lands and places never real,
You take away the stress that lives Inside, You save my tiring life.
Thank you always as I drift off to sleep peacefully dreaming beautiful things,
When I awake to the morning light It Is always that you are gone.
Keith Garrett
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Exactly
Lovely. I would read you so many stories but maybe a short one would do this time around. http://acookingpotandtwistedtales.com/2015/09/14/nanas-essence/ Enjoy
Read me a story.