March 5, 2011

• Oh my Goddess, how is anyone sposed 2 get anything done with a 2 month old?!

  I can't believe its been that long... and yet it is so instinctual, so natural, its like Ive done it forever. But enough details: poetry, art, philosophy awaits!

   

  V1:

  Now my girl looks up at me

  With those eyes turning brown

  And I find myself swearing again

  That I'll never let her down

  Its a pure miracle

  The joy on her face

  A smile so untainted

  By the things that Ive faced

  So don't get it twisted

  Its not that Ive gone soft

  But even in my darkest days

  Love I never scoffed

  Ive seen cold and bitter days

  And fought tooth and nail

  But now I see so clearly

  Its for her I never fail

  For whats the point of this battle

  Without someone you adore?

  Shes the reason for my struggle

  The one Im fighting for

  Most of my happiness

  Long ago was a lie

  I always had to pretend

  When I really wanted to cry

  I hope to give her everything

  That I never had

  So she'll never smile

  When shes truly sad

  So what can I tell you, girl

  Of this life that is ours?

  I put everything I know

  Into these 16 bars:

   

  More to come.... Goddess knows when.... ~J

   

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