There's a handful of things in my life,
That I still so mournfully regret...
I'm in my mind
I cant seem to get out of it...
It's now 4 AM
and you still haven't returned...
Dearest father, I'm still waiting for your call,
Waiting for you to take me out of this...
I was thinking about you a lot today
and remembered how i used to push you away...
I'm sorry dad
That I'm not the perfect child...
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For years, Jane wandered,
Beside the evangelical parade...
I'm never going to be,
daddy's little girl...
Written to my three beautiful grand babies.
Who give me a reason to face each day...
Dear Mother,
Since birth you have cared for me...
Times are always so hard
Days stretch way to long...