A son to his mother for he loves her...
Through any hardship he knows she will be there...
Don't engage
Walk away...
Waking up to the sweet sensations
of buttered Belgian waffles...
Life is a just a journey, where one ends,another
begins; is there any truth behind these lies...
Oh I'm so emotional
My boy now more like a man...
A natural recital is
composed between two...
The times when you saw me smile
the moments of sharing hugs...
Fluff is how we measure the love
Between your heart and mine...
Now you're *ahem* seventy
You're wise but never old...
I called my mother last night
And she was not feeling well...
I remember Christmas with overflowing apples,
butterflies in stomach...
Mischievous little mystery
Your curiosity is part of me...