A Poem for Billy
David S Nicholson
The morning breeze makes me think of you.
The love in my heart I wish to share.
My bones are tired by my spirit is young.
With Gods hand on my shoulder my thoughts are of you.
To give your heart is not easy I know.
In the light of the moon and the stars I know there is a way.
So many things bring my mind back to you.
On this day of love, I give from myself.
On this day of love, I send you my heart.