about you holding Mom
the only pictures I consider
are the ones in the sky
they bring the most joy at least to my eyes
looking at a ripple and wondering its effect
and curious who created it like a feather I mean
to know the Father I pretend and pray
knowing my heart and breath he make
yet I am just a son naive and brave
I had a dream last night about you holding Mom
looking down dancing around singing happy days
my love for you art baby blue is true
seeing your smile I am grateful for my style
feathering the sky is me loving you
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