Kit Carson

Every time I hear that song they play

I think of dreams we never had

Turn your pretty head~walk away


Green eyes shining, so much to say

Think of the moments we were bad

Every time I hear that song they play


Concert we saw will always stay

"Free Bird," the best moment we said

Turn your pretty head~walk away


So full of life, dark held at bay

The accident so very sad

Every time I hear that song they play


Oft I wonder about your day

Was I no more than passing fad?

Turn your pretty head~walk away


I try to figure out the way

I could have been your golden lad

Every time I hear that song they play

Turn your pretty head~walk away


mjcarson

7-11-2007

mrsmajor

I hardly knew you were there, from the outset.
You were too tiny to make yourself known.
Now and then I felt queasy, but without regret.

You made a place for yourself, a little roomette.
It was reserved for you, but only on loan.
I hardly knew you were there, from the outset.

You needed more room to float and began to fret.
You had no company, you were all alone.
Now and then I felt queasy, but without regret.

Wee hands, tapped my tummy's wall, but no threat.
I loved you then, as I love you now, you are my own.
I hardly knew you were there, from the outset.

You demanded entrance to your new world, I won't forget.
Twisting, turning, fighting, to leave your zone.
Now and then I felt queasy, but without regret.

Then with an exquisite burst of excitement, we finally met.
My world was filled with joy, before unknown.
I hardly knew you were there, from the outset.
Now and then I felt queasy, but without regret.