Papa and Me
There comes a time
in the life of us all
when we're no longer hindered
and appreciate the small
Like birds of childhood to recall
When papa would sit
near the barns swinging door
To teach us their colors
and what Protection is for
They'd chirp and sing and suddenly soar
Oh...If I could return to yesteryear
Kindling the love that he taught
Just close my eyes and suddenly
I would want for naught
Knowing love can never be bought
5/4/13
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