Save your golden days as time goes byBefore golden years expire
Alcohol is good at disinfecting things It can clean a surface or erase memories
Fathers and daughters have a special bond. She is always daddy's little girl.
I guess she was a life line Sewing our family fabric togetherFrom me to dad to herGave me a sense of continuity Especially when my daughter was bornAs she was slipping away
We are philosophers of our timeFloating in the moon's evening glow
God is my supermanI tug on his cape:
Time is passing : not leaden steppingBut sprinting on winged feet,Quick silver slipping by.
At the morning's PowerPoint It's full of unique bullet points
As I think therefore I amAm I more if I think more?
You read my words and instantly we are both connected
Daffodils are yellow trumpets of spring
Just that sons and fathersAre like mirrors and daughters are soft
As the sun sinksIt casts that silver bridgeAcross the lake
Coming down life's highwayAt ninety mile an hour I want to slideWith bad brakes and bald tiresInto my final parking space
Through the dark night chasing the morning lightThat headlight streaming white through the night
Seems hats have been on topOf all the stages comings and goingsHelping us remember heroes and idols
Always enjoyed a smile with dimplesBut time adds wrinkles to the smile
We learn and grow Always building on what we know
In the wind that ruffles through the treesI can find thoughts of you whispering to me
Dot dash dotClouds in the skyMorris code
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