Long ago and not so far away on a farm we grew.
Not much did we have, but the clothes on our backs.
Many things wished for, but not received.
Wishing, dreaming, and praying that they would notes us, just once.
Taking care of each other was all we had back then.
Cold and frightened we were most of the time.
As we grew we would find what we thought was love.
Only to find that it was not true.
Time has past and now we are grown with family's of our own.
Struggling day to day to find what never was.
A love so true and genuine that you never feel cold and lonely.