Tattered Posted September 5, 2003 Report Posted September 5, 2003 Everyday on the car ride home My daughter carries on in conversation All her own I drive silently listening to her words Wishing for a tape recorder Huh, the way her mind works These days it's mostly smiles and hugs These days you'll find me cheerful Thanking God above Although I am over worked and tired I look forward to the next day Just to see my child Funny how the simplest thing in life Brightens up a clouded, gloomy sky Making heavy, light I heard some big news today A rock headed for this earth Only 10 or 11 years away So I hold on to my precious girl I begin repenting of all my sins All the wrong in this world Safely I'll keep her as best I can I don't know whats in store for us I can't foresee Gods plan
Peredhil Posted September 5, 2003 Report Posted September 5, 2003 Yay! I like this one. 10-11 years... Learn from the past. Plan for the future. Live in the moment.
Sorciere Posted September 6, 2003 Report Posted September 6, 2003 being confronted with our own mortality is always hard to deal with, good capture.
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