Waffles....
They come to me in my dreams
Gliding gracefully, all covered in butter
Taunting me, teasing me
They remind me of how happy I used to be
With my love of long ago
When he brought me hot, buttered waffles
Each morning in our little house
I remember the smell
It smelled of home
Of love
Of happiness
Now all I have is my dream
Each night I wait for my love to return
But all I get is waffles
Hot, buttered waffles
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Written on 9th April at 03:07 GMT
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- dreams.......love.......and WAFFLES!!! by Crimson Dream.
302 points, ended April 17, 2004, 24 entries
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LOL. I like the above comment. Very funny. I think that this write is awesome. It is sad because you are waiting for you love but it is funny because you dream of waffles. Every couple of months I go on a waffle craze, and a pancake craze. I will make tons and tons of waffles (one at a time cause I have a crappy machine) but my favorite are raspberry waffles. MMMMMM. Hehe. Thanks for the laugh, and for sharing this write!
Kayla Dawn -
Waffles rock! i had to read this when i saw it because i have a horrible obsession with blueberry frozen waffles with artificial syrup... i am a waffle junkie. This was really cute! i think it should have been more popular.
Loves
Katra
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