Where have I come from? Where do I go from here? Sitting by the roadside, I stop and close my eyes to rest. Thoughts of a familiar face, I glance to see a stranger look away, and yet, a friend waits for me to say that it is alright. Do not be alone, for the child's innocence is love. He shall hold your hand and trust that you are strong, and I will know the way.



Love is forever young,

Dad