Sunday, March 6, 2011

Walk in the Woods

My Daddy has gone a walkin' in the woods
A black dog by his side
With mountains in his sight
and snow a glistening in the sun light,
My daddy has gone a walkin in the woods
coffee cup in hand
only his thoughts and God for company
and the four paws of not a man

How I yearn to go a walkin
down that snowy rode
Step-in in his foot prints
and listening to the snow

Oh thoughts of Sunday morning
and adulthood that keeps me here
Years from my childhood
and the ones who held me dear

I wish to go a walkin'
By my daddy's side
Just my thoughts and God
In the great outside

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