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Did I tell you…

I’m dying to meet you,

I have to say,

I’m dying to meet you,

in every way.

 

Put on the kettle,

I’m coming home,

and it will feel,

like you’ve never been gone.

 

Tell my Grandma,

to wear her best smile,

and tell my Grandad,

to stoke up the fire.

 

I’m dying to meet you,

I have to say,

tell Mum to collect me,

I’m on my way…

 

© Dying to meet you 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm