A Tribute to Paris
Tucked against the river to the north of old Big D
Sits a jewel of a city that the world abroad should see
The heritage is endless and the history so grand
They call...
A mother's job just never ends I guess that's how it goes
The feelings and concern for kids, a mother only knows.
The prides and heartaches like a stream just never seem to stop
But take a...
So was I young or was I old when it clearly came to me
That this one woman sent by Him gave all that she could be
To raise a son as she believed would serve...
But God Says……
They call it Dark because the land held secret its long past
Primitive and backwards and we fear the spells they cast
The place is lost and useless thru the eyes of common man
But...
Mr. Hallmark I am weary from the prose you sell so much
You see our partners want our own words and our very personal touch.
You have taught the world to tell how we feel through...
Happy Birthday Hon, here we are, you’ve come another year
Yet the last one seemed to have a bit more than its share of tears.
Time ticks on and so we do despite the bumps we...
November 18, 2002
Justin,
So here we are. You are a couple of months from your 18th birthday and your formal entry into manhood. It seems like such a short time ago that your life started...
Imagine if you can, being on one of the moving walkways that are most common in airports. Try if you can to envision your life being spent moving on the “walkway” of life. The...