My boy leaves me little notes.
Sometimes I find them in the car, on my bed or in my daytimer.
The notes are not always for me, nor are they always notes of love.
I’m not a religious person, but if there is a God out there, please let these notes never end. I will miss them.
Now, the notes my daughter leaves me? Well God, you can take those and put them where the sun don’t shine. 🙂