Friday, April 06, 2007

Ready to Go

In the words of John Denver:


All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go


I'm off to the sandbox!

Love,
Peter

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Peter, please don't step in anything... That sandbox is dangerous.

Be Safe,
Dad Z.