<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568754" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Phone Call to Little Brothers Far Away</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Baby, I miss your handshakes<br>Hugs<br>Soccer balls<br>Screams at 8am<br>Saturday <br>Outside my door<br>Metal cars<br>I’d trip over</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Baby, I miss the summers we spent on couches<br>At tables, in libraries, with flashcards, <br>The Bob books you hated so I<br>Wrote you my own.<br>Together we tackled all 26 letters <br>And their basic three-letter combinations: <br>The H’s and W’s, the’s and bat’s we worked especially on.<br>(By the end we had run out of words you knew that<br>Began with a “hhh” sound) .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gina, we’re bored. What are you doing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’d like to be bored with you, Baby.<br>Instead of essays, calculus, laundry, <br>Alarm clocks, have-to’s, should-have’s<br>I’d take a break from the real world<br>And sit in yours for a while. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We’d build Lego spaceships and fly them <br>In the woods, <br>Our greatest fear being spiders in the dirt, <br>We’d play Madlibs, <br>Eat pasta with parmesan cheese, <br>With no worries of calories or cholesterol, <br>Watch The Emperor’s New Groove on the VCR<br>(Stay up past your bedtime on a school night<br>Because I want you with me as long as possible) .</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gina+Prettybrowneyes">Gina Prettybrowneyes</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568754" data-title="Phone Call to Little Brothers Far Away de Gina Prettybrowneyes" data-description="Baby, I miss your handshakes Hugs Soccer balls Screams at 8am Saturday Outside my door Metal cars I’d trip over Baby, I miss the summers we spent on couches At tables, in libraries, with flashcards, The Bob books you hated so I Wrote you my o..."></div> </div> </div>

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