For all the times we had a fight...
I still send my love to you.
For all the times we didn't kiss goodnight...
I still send my love to you.
For all the times I had my doubts..
I still send my love to you.
For all the times I did without...
I still send my love to you.
For all the times you shopped "til you dropped"
I still send my love to you.
For all the times you yelled and didn't stop..
I still send my love to you...
For all the times I put you through misery...
I still send my love to you.
Will you still send your love to me..
Dedicated to my wife Dee, the only woman I ever loved.
I met you back in '54,
who knew what life would have in store.
We were so young yet both of us knew,
you loved me and I loved you.
But it was not to be just yet, although,
neither of us us would ever forget.
As we went down life's long highway,
we connected again one sunny June day.
It was great to be together again, but soon
realized it would have to end.
The time was not right, too many things in the way,
But maybe in time we will be together someday.
I have not wisdom. I have not gold.
But, I have a mansion, in Heaven, I'm told.
Jesus has gone to prepare a place for me,
Nothing like these earthly houses I see.
No storm or fire can take it away.
My home is not made of stubble and hay.
My home is built on a solid rock.
I won't even need to install a lock.
Jesus is the Corner Stone.
There'll be no need to install a phone.
Nothing can destroy this home of mine.
I'll never need to install a water line.
There's Living Water, not to thirst again
Because to Christ, I've already been.
Not having riches, here, doesn't bother me,
Because my mansion is very near.
Good Lord show me the way-
Though I know these paths you show me-
I need your guidance- direction-
warmth and salvation.
Live in me, dear Christ. I trust you
and only you, for my life is in need of
you- always and forever.
These people you bring into my
life and these children you raise-
God bless them all- show us
the way dear Jesus, I am with you.
What a beautiful spring evening!
Colorful canoes breeze smoothly
Along Tennessee's Little River
Above, red sun, moon, stars glitter.
Orange breasted robins flit playfully
On a luscious blue green grass carpet
Flavored with sweet clover and mint.
Children run about playing hide and seek.
Relaxing at a gray picnic table
A beautiful young Georgia belle
Pens poetic love thoughts
As she recalls her youth in the Rockies.
