Veiil Caint Stop Her
yes indeed the pain is freed,
when loved ones aint around,
but there be willed my momma still,
the veil can't still her sound.
Don Johnson
Ask a question and i hear,
a tiny voice within my ear,
she buzzes me to let me know,
my dad pulls on my ole big toe,
just saying we are here,
have no bloody fear,
cos johnson says its so...
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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