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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