Friday, May 25, 2012

i like your face

when brad was a wee little lad, 
about six years old, 
he looked at me, 
and said 
"i wish I could marry you when i grow up." 
"why?" i wondered. 
"because," he answered.
i looked at him
and smiled.
he simply said,
"i like your face."

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