Monday, February 7, 2011


You know all my stories.
Of blackberry pickin' & r.v. trippin.

You've lived my life,
been in my shoes.

Almost exactly.
We are made of the same things.

Granny's green beans,

Mama's skillet hash,

Daddy's guitar songs.

You are my brother,

my dear friend.

**I'm so thankful that my kids have each other, so that one day, when I've lost my marbles, they'll have each other to laugh with, cry with and just hold onto.

1 comment:

  1. oh i love love love this!! i have a boy and a girl and i encourage them to love each other and look after one another daily. there is nothing more important than family bonds. this is precious!!