My parents were divorced when I was 18 months old. And even though my mother and I lived 2 doors down from my fraternal grandmother (she, in-fact, took care of me while my mother worked) – my mother was very selective about the circumstances in which my father was allowed to spend time with me.
Monthly Archives: August 2009
Child of Mine…
Although you see the world different than me Sometimes I can touch the part, the wonders that you see. All the new colors and pictures you design Oh sweet darling, I’m so glad you are a child of mine. You don’t need direction, you know which way to go. And I don’t want to hold...
A Smile Like yours…
I thought I’d seen everything there was to see in this world. Now I’m not so sure I’ve really seen anything at all. I thought life could show me no surprises, Then you came and showed me I was wrong. I have seen the bluest skies, rainbows that could make you cry. I have seen...
Let them be little…
My song to you I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand. You felt so good in it. No bigger than a minute. And how it amazes me, you’re changing with everything. Faster than a flower blooms They grow up all too soon. Let them be little. Cause they’re only that...