• Small, yet mischevious They always drive me crazy.
    Don't you sometimes wish,
    That they were gone?
    I sit there and imagine,
    while drinking some tea. (Lol...xD)
    Then I realize,
    How would I live,
    Knowing that they are gone?
    I'll miss
    Their smiles,
    Their curiousity,
    Their love.
    How could I wish for that?