to my Rosebud

May 27, 2010 07:56

There is no book to the journey of life
and the road you are destined to be mother or wife
will seem at times to have bedrock of fear
but never forget Rosebud, I am always near.

Watch for souls who like trees root in soil
for that their heart is the thing they will spoil
don't let them lead you down alleys of dark
where you'll be forced to protect your light and your heart

Some live as victors and challenge the past
some never get there and live as a cast
I know of life that the road is not clear
but you have your Dad Rose, I am always here

There is no map to the journey of life
so live to be whole not just girlfriend or wife
souls like ours need pasture and plane
and your soul my love will be restless again and again

As you journey ahead your spirit will speak
it is for home you are heading, it is home you seek
where that is only you can find, let your heart lead
and just follow behind

While I am out here ahead in some way
I hope the signs I write, you'll find on your way
read them and do what you will
at the end of the day it's your heart to fulfill

If there were a book to the journey of life
yours would be bound with the pain of my strife
It would heal, protect, and ease your pain
and help you find your feet again

The words would be written with the depth of my love
and never forget your dad is with you
on earth or above
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