18.4.10

My Love


Last night, I said to Little Mr., "Hop into bed, my friend." He responded matter-of-factly, "I am not your friend." I asked him what he was to me and, when no response was forthcoming, I offered some suggestions. "Are you my pet?" "No, I am not your pet." "My pillow? "No, I am not your pillow." "My dinner?" "No, I am not your dinner." "My Commander-in-Chief?" "No." "My kitchen table?" "No." Running out of silly suggestions, I asked him, "What are you then?" His answer? "I am your love..."
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