The Heater Poem by Nia Schexnider
The Heater
My stomach is in knots,
The heater blowin hot,
I’m sittin on my bed
Thoughts goin through my head.
Oh baby, today I missed you,
I didn't know what to do.
I realized that I’d lose my mind,
If I couldn't have your time.
Then I knew,
I love you.
Monday, March 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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4/24/2024 2:55:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A pretty poem Nia. You've made a spelling mistake in there, by the way - 4th line.