
An Autumn breeze blows outside, I don’t break stride, my thoughts are warm„ And they go deep inside of you.

“In my daughter’s eyes, I can see the future.
A reflection of who I am,
An’ what will be.
An’ though she’ll grow an’, some day, leave:
Maybe raise a family,
When I’m gone, I hope you’ll see,
How happy she made me,
For I’ll be there, in my daughter’s eyes”In photo: Me and My baby girl, Faith.
Photo Credit: My Momma :)