My, my, see the same smile
Only in different colored eyes
That shines from my own
Have you ever seen yours in me
Ever looked at me as another
Reality of you and your man

Go on and tell me I was a hand full
And that I was always there, just like you
Let me feel you and hear you, always
Answer in your loving contradicting way
Never quit being who you need to be
Today, let it always be like it is today
Everlasting spirit that is mom and me

In my life

Let it always be
One
Very dear,
Ever loving.

Youthful,
Ornery,
Understanding you
© 1997   Tim D. Coulter Sr.