Times gone by Of yesteryear The family tied Made all so clear Kitchen table All surround Mother cooks Clanging sounds Pull out the table Bring in a chair Hurry up Your Father’s here Butter, bread Milk, plates Fill the glasses…
Blank slate new yearStep into my world without any fearMy past is the teacher I love and adoreThe good and the bad and still I need more More lessons are coming I don’t know it allThank God that I know…
When you look my wayMy heart beats strongerMy passion longs for you I can wait no longerYou take my breath away In those quiet moments When you whisper my nameSafely in your embraceI desire to remainYou take my breath away…
Like a phoenix that rises up from the ashI have been given a second chance Born againNot only a second but a third, forth and fifthAnd my God will forgive me up until the end My life had been spinning…
Trying to raise boys into men No time to put paper with pen Sitting on the dock of the bay As my sons’ flip flop floats away Earlier this morning the same bay…
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