She was ready to head out the door this morning. Bells on her feet, that 6th grader had no time to loose. It was my bad, per se. "Kid, I need to hear this CD on the way to work today, gimme 5 minutes to burn the CD, ok?" We sat and counted down the minutes. She gave the "is it really important look".
I put the CD in the car as we pulled out of the driveway, and she said, "ok, I've hear this" and all I could note was he died young and my parents listened to him when I was young, and he was one of those too soon deaths.. that.. well that another conversations..
Mother, mother, so good to me,
Praying just so I can be.
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