Saturday, July 10, 2010

She grew up with one thing on her mind. Her Daddy had her set for life, always the lovin kind. He taught her well, he taught her young. Always learned to bite her tongue. He was her best friend. Always smiling at the end.

She’s got her Daddy’s eyes and his thoughts fill her mind.

She sure acts like him, and boy can her temper rise.

She’s got her Momma’s sweet side and her gentle heart.

But set her off, and you’ll wanna get a head start.

One early morning she wakes with flashes of red and white. She can’t help but shake the fright. Sounds around only at a whisper, everything she sees at a blur. Her Daddy on the ground and her Momma cryin. Her thoughts spinning and emotions in a stir.

She’s got her Daddy’s eyes and his thoughts fill her mind.

She sure acts like him, and boy can her temper rise.

She’s got her Momma’s sweet side and her gentle heart.

But set her off, and you’ll wanna get a head start.

She dreams of him. He stands in the corner, where the light is dim. Her heart aches with pain. Keeping in mind strength is what she can gain. He took part of her with him, when he went home to Jesus. Leavin space to fill the empty creases.

She’s got her Daddy’s eyes and his thoughts fill her mind.

She sure acts like him, and boy can her temper rise.

She’s got her Momma’s sweet side and her gentle heart.

But set her off, and you’ll wanna get a head start.

She always hears his voice. She knows it’s God talking. Her Daddy still has her heart. With the rain falling against her skin she knows she’s never alone. Daddy’s right there with her to play in the raindrops he rides down that fall.

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