It's funny how years go by,
yet relationships remain the same
Countries separate our bodies
but our hearts can not be contained
As I sit here in my favorite spot I've had since I was three
the memories of God's faithfulness come flooding back to me
Fish caught, meals shared, a telling of life's stories
Hugs given, tears cried, no need to take inventory
For the love here is as strong as those stormy waters,
though docks break and boats sink they can not separate His daughters