Maybe just one life
Then the Disappear

All my adultish days
The ever present fear

I'd like to take a trip
With her to lost in Boston

Trinity Episcopal
Brown without the cost in

Tell her of my story
Expain with honest words

But now it is not likely
Given what she's heard

Today my son turns 12
Gift cards in email

Distance is the sorrow
Sorrow in the tale

Protection please prevail!