never got to read much of his writings, but he proudly shared this and it still is as beautiful today as it was when I first read it…
My father and i go fishing sometimes
In the cool of the day by the whispering pines
It’s warm and it’s breezy and the fishing comes easy
And time just seems to stand stillBut here comes june
Sure as the moon
Here comes june
Way too soonTime is a river
it keeps on flowing
Can’t go ahead, can’t go back
I guess i’ll just keep going
And how how i long for the time
I’d look into my fathers eyes
And somehow i believed
He’d know what to doBut here comes june
Sure as the moon
Here comes june
Way too soonLittle face in the window
Waves to me on my way home
Makes me smile and remember
What it’s like to be all alone
Then he rushes to me
We laugh and fall to the floor
He covers me with a childlike love
i hope he never outgrowsBut here comes june
Sure as the moon
Here comes june
Way too soonAnd as i look into the face
Of my brown-eyed wonder boy
I want to hold onto these days
As long as i can
And you know it’s funny how we never know
What we got until it’s gone
‘Cause I just turned my head
He’s become a man
But here comes june Sure as the moon Here comes june Way too soon









