Somebody love this tired old man
Still seeking love for a little boy
Someone reach out and pat his old gray head
And make the boy feel warm all over
Someone look into his tired, bloodshot eyes
And see the small eyes of a child looking expectantly back
Someone sing this man a lullaby
And see a child's smile on his lips as he sleeps
Someone hold him and caress his wrinkled cheeks
And feel a child's warm tears moisten your finger tips
Someone kiss him lightly on the forehead
And let them know that at last they have found love....together.
I'm healing now, and I wasn't sure I would.