A Three Word Prayer: Not My Children
I keep trying to capture the good moments but they are constantly slipping away from me I keep trying to
I remember things from long ago
I keep trying to capture the good moments but they are constantly slipping away from me I keep trying to
I come from a humble people from third grade educations eighth grade drop outs From people who learned how to
I love her really I do All this bullshit that I’ve waded through To hold her hand like I