I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in

I stood amongst the rain and trees And opened up my heart to thee To breath your essence in my lungs Is hear the chords of love be stru…

I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here

Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

I’ve said some things that mean a… And said some things you should fo… I throw myself against the wall To see what sticks and what should…

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

I might be self-absorbed But you can’t call me selfish I work upon Myself To help us savor our dish

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

Whether you want To face it or not I’m still your dad Both of our faults I chose the you

Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside