On edge of cliff he stood that night
With wrinkled hands he gripped the bow...
Sometimes I begin to forget how life use to be,
and have to go through the box that holds our...
Mom,
I know you'll always watch me...
Breeze gently flowing
whispering softly nearby...
Mom please stop while your ahead
Cause your starting to push me away...
You see
i have these people...
Moms are great
some times there not...
Mom and Dad
I remember where we met...
I've known you forever,
And loved you just as long...
This is supposed to be an extended metaphor...
I long to belong again...
My rock for which I lean on
My laughter when I'm blue...
My dad has been there
since i can remember last...