She's Somebody Daughter-

She had small almond eyes A smile so bright so shine Emerging inwardly out Sensitive spirit what's up she was about And earnestly This behooves me She's a classic A genuine old soul Who Grace is has been here before She's somebody daughter No she never been nobody's son Oh! But brother you best not mess with her you best better flee you better run She had thoughts of Camilot and Camaroon She dressed to the nine and sevens too Just a plain ole Jane yet she is if somebody's daughter Such a sensitive spirit what's up she was devout You couldn't just talk nice to her you had to shout She's somebody's Daughter no shame never been nobody's son oh but love you that's not mess with her because you see She carries a concealed gun 3/19/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022