February Belongs To Hearts

There are not many nights,
I dont gaze out into the Stary skies,
As quiet words or thoughts........
Travel out to what I believe the night has a thousand eyes!

Beliefs maybe different
And not easily understood,
I count the tiny blessings
Throughout my life that has carried good

For those who know life just happens
Ole memories help get through grimes,
And I try to recall glimpses and those who
Stayed in the worst of times........

Cuz when life is great and perfect
Well thats easy times,
Being taught very early to view adversities,
towards growing character of strength when
those old age lines........

For youth is not forever,
As reality beams through the faces
Three young sons
Now grown men but always traces.......

A Love so pure that I couldn't ever concieve
How lucky 1 person can be in a lifetime
Not 1, Not 2, But 3 Loves and Charlie makes 4
These are things that can never be stolen from the MIND