I just want to say
I think of you most every day
Whether you hear from me, or not.
Wish I could break away,
A full plate’s keeping me at bay.
I’m in a bit of a tight spot.
Wish I were free to play,
Miss you more than I can convey.
I’m in the grip of duty caught.
But there will come a day
When I can finally say, hooray!
My chores are done. Come here, big shot!
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