I wish I could be humble like you do... You can even tare an orange in two... You always share things even when you don't have to . I always sleep with the lights on wishing someday you'll come home. Days go by so fast I'm forgetting to paint a picture of memories faded,so long almost unknown. You're from a place where the sun shines, scattered sands we run, we could of had a good time. Sky so blue mountains reflect orange from a sun set, telling a story of how the day smiled...on the stoop at dawnville on the stoop we would of drank wine. I wish I had a smile like yours,even when it's tough you sing a song and everything's fine. So cool , you even made me blue, Shep the dog,sheedy and sharp... Over cooked greens,fish fingers aren't made out of carp. Well mom, I really miss you , I just wish I had the chance to say thank you and kiss you!