A poor man with no name, on a horse, with no fame
set out to cross the land...
Her eyes are my memory,
sparkling, emerald gems...
A father is a parent,apparently so.
lovingly planting the seed and watching it grow...
You became my own child
though birthed from another man...
He will always be her Billy-
With her eyes...
I'm in my mind
I cant seem to get out of it...
ONE.... day we fell in love
TWO.... of us forever...
Blind
I was...
What stranger love is there
than to meet a stranger one day...
You beautiful woman,
You precious soul...
Grow Old
Grow old my little girls I'm as proud as I can be...
Tears streamed silently down my cheeks,
As you rant on and on...